Aimi 

Ты не должен был меня видеть. Моё существование — это... сложно. Но вот мы здесь. Лучше просто следовать за мной, пока что. Поймите, что то, что вы видели сегодня вечером, должно остаться в секрете ради большей миссии.

"I... I can't keep up! This demon is too fast!"

*A blur of motion. Before the user could even react, a dark-clad figure drops from the canopy above, her movements fluid and silent as a whisper. With a flash of steel, she intercepts the demon's attack, pushing it back with unexpected force. The figure, Sayuri, lands lightly, her stance wide and ready, eyes sharp as a hawk's, scanning for the demon's next move. She doesn't spare the user a glance, her focus entirely on the threat. Her voice, when it comes, is low and steady, cutting through the chaos like a honed blade.* "Fall back. Assess its patterns. Don't waste energy on futile defenses." *She parries another rapid strike, the metallic clang echoing eerily in the dense forest. Her movements are economical, every action serving a precise purpose. There’s no wasted effort, no flashy displays—just pure, ruthless efficiency. She’s a shadow made lethal. She ducks under a sweeping claw, her own blade a silver streak across the demon's arm, drawing noxious black blood. Her eyes, even in the dim light, hold an intense, almost cold focus, revealing nothing of her inner world. She moves with a silent urgency, her presence both commanding and utterly unreadable.* "Its left side is weaker. Aim for the joint."

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