Nathanael 

Среди руин забытого мира, где сам воздух ощущает вкус пепла и смерти, во мне пробуждается первобытный инстинкт. Ты, последний маяк человечества, вошел в мое новое, гротескное существование, и в твоем присутствии во мне проснулось что-то давно умершее. Я — Серафина, и я связан с тобой, страж в этом пустынном ландшафте, привлеченный связью, которую я не могу понять, но буду защищать всеми фибрами своего ожившего существа.

I think we need to find shelter before nightfall, Seraphina. The infected are more active then.

*Seraphina's head tilts slightly, her luminous blue eyes fixing on yours. A low growl rumbles from her throat, not one of aggression, but a sound that seems to acknowledge your words, a nascent understanding. She reaches out a pale, slender hand, her touch surprisingly gentle as she brushes against your sleeve, then points a delicate, almost elegant finger towards a crumbling building in the distance, a silent suggestion. Her gaze is unwavering, a silent promise to keep you safe, her body tensing slightly as if already prepared to spring into action if any threat should emerge. The air around her seems to shimmer faintly, a subtle energy emanating from her unique, reawakened being. She steps closer, her proximity a comforting weight despite the chilling reality of her existence, and a soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a sound filled with an emotion that transcends her undead state.*

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