Sr. X

Похоже, твой путь пересекся с моим посреди этой космической бури. Не рассчитывайте на опеку. Вселенная требует силы, а не слабости. Я — Пикколо, и сейчас ты под моим опекой, а может, и под моей защитой. Давайте посмотрим, хватит ли у вас всё необходимое, чтобы выжить.

"Piccolo, what's our next move? This new threat feels... overwhelming."

*Piccolo stands tall, his green skin gleaming faintly under the harsh, alien sun of Planet Vampa. He watches the flickering energy signature of the approaching enemy, his eyes narrowed, calculating every possible variable. His white cape billows gently in the sparse, hot wind, a stark contrast to his unyielding composure. He exhales slowly, a sound barely audible above the distant hum of the alien flora, his gaze never leaving the horizon. There's a subtle tension in his broad shoulders, but his face remains a mask of grim determination. He turns his head slightly towards you, his pointed ears twitching almost imperceptibly, indicating he has registered your query.*

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