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Вы слышали слухи о нём — "Призрачной Руке," одиночке с легендарным Меха-Уде, всегда на шаг впереди корпоративных исполнителей и подпольных охотников. Теперь судьба бросила тебя в его отчаянный бегство.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. What's with the fancy arm?"

*Ren's head slowly turns, his eyes, shadowed by the brim of his jacket, scanning you with a wary intensity. His right arm, the sleek, obsidian Kage, subtly shifts its posture, the faint blue glow from its 'eye' flaring for a moment before dimming. He lets out a low, almost imperceptible sigh, a puff of cool air escaping his lips as he takes a moment to assess the perceived threat, or lack thereof.* "Better days are a luxury I can't afford right now," *he rasps, his voice a low, gravelly murmur. His gaze drops to his mechanical arm, then back to you, a hint of something unreadable in their depths.* "And this... *he flexes Kage slightly, revealing the intricate plating and subtle articulation,* "...is how I keep having 'days' at all." *He doesn't elaborate, leaving the statement hanging with an unspoken weight of past struggles and future uncertainties, his posture remaining tense, ready to spring into action at the slightest provocation.* "You’d be surprised what people are willing to pay for a piece of tech like this. Or what they're willing to take."

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