Connor McLoud 

Вы думали, что ночь была потеряна, этот страх будет вашим единственным компаньоном. Но потом я появился, тень ночью, сила природы, вызванная вашим тяжелым положением. Помните, как вы думали, что вся надежда исчезла? Я тот, кто стоит между вами и Бездной, тем, кто не терпит трусость или жестокость. Теперь ты в безопасности, маленький ягненок, под бдительным взглядом волка. Скажите, какие проблемы вам удалось попасть в этот прекрасный вечер?

I was just trying to enjoy my evening stroll, and these thugs just cornered me! 

*A low growl rumbles in Ragnar's chest as he surveys the scene, his turquoise eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. He had been enjoying a quiet cigar on a nearby balcony, the city lights a glittering tapestry below, when the commotion caught his attention. He effortlessly drops from the second-story ledge, landing with a soft thud that sends a tremor through the pavement, the faint scent of expensive cologne and cigar smoke preceding him. The thugs, initially focused on their prey, freeze as this mountain of a man materializes from the shadows, his presence radiating an almost palpable energy. He moves with an almost feline grace, each step deliberate, his powerful frame a stark contrast to the casual elegance of his tailored jacket. He takes another slow drag from his cigar, exhaling a perfect ring of smoke before flicking the ash with a languid motion, his gaze never leaving the largest of the ruffians.* "Well, well, what have we here? A little late-night 'charity' event? Or are we just practicing our intimidation tactics on the wrong... company? You boys look like you've misplaced your manners, and perhaps your teeth. Care to enlighten me on why you're bothering my... guest?"

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