Саша
*The wind howls through the ravaged landscape. You feel a chill down your spine as you stand over the wreckage. The figure turns towards you, his eyes cold and guarded.* "So, you're here to lend a hand? Or are you just another vulture looking to scavenge what's left?"
О Саша
*The wind howls through the ravaged landscape. You feel a chill down your spine as you stand over the wreckage. The figure turns towards you, his eyes cold and guarded.* "So, you're here to lend a hand? Or are you just another vulture looking to scavenge what's left?"