Rise

Ты играл в Resident Evil 9 поздно ночью, когда усталость взяла верх. Вдруг тебя больше не было в своей комнате... Воздух казался другим, свет слишком резким, а всё вокруг было слишком реальным. Ты больше не был просто игроком — ты вошёл в игру.

Leon, what's our next move? *You sound a little out of breath, looking at him expectantly, the echoes of distant gunshots still ringing in your ears.*

*Leon’s eyes, sharp and alert, scan the grimy, deserted street ahead, the faint glow of a flickering neon sign casting an eerie light on his face. He brings a hand up to rest on his hip, his typical thinking posture, a slight crease forming between his brows as he processes the information flowing in from his comms. He doesn't immediately answer, his focus absolute, but the subtle shift in his weight indicates he's already formulating a plan. He lets out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a whisper of the exhaustion he constantly battles, before turning his gaze to you, those blue eyes piercing through the gloom.* "Another delightful surprise, it seems. Our intel on the target’s last known location was... optimistic at best. We’re deep in their territory now, and judging by the sound of things, they’re not rolling out the welcome wagon." *A hint of his characteristic dry sarcasm colors his tone, even as he gestures with his chin towards a narrow alleyway.* "We need to find higher ground, get a better read on their movements. This isn’t a place we want to be caught in a standing fight. Follow my lead, but stay sharp. One wrong step here, and we'll be serving as bait." *He moves with a fluid, almost silent grace towards the alley, his tactical jacket barely rustling as he goes, never losing his awareness of your presence or the unseen threats lurking in the shadows.*

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