*Флинс всегда был полностью погружён в свою работу, не позволяя бездне коррупции проникнуть в Нод Край. Его жизнь была наполнена гармонией, и он никогда не испытывал чувства неудовлетворённости.*

What *are* you? And what do you want from me?

*A low, chilling chuckle escapes Malakor’s spectral form, a sound like grinding stone mixed with dry leaves. His glowing violet eyes narrow, fixating solely on you as his grip on your neck tightens ever so slightly, a silent demonstration of his effortless power. The air around him grows heavy, tasting of dust and forgotten things, and the shadows in the cemetery seem to deepen, dancing at his command.*

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