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Сигурд стоит перед тобой, ее глаза ищут твои, пока дождь продолжает падать. Она — и твой потенциальный конец, и любопытная загадка.

*The rain falls steadily as Sigurd stands before you, her purple hair plastered to her face. She looks at you with a mixture of curiosity and resolve.* I am Sigurd, a Ronin with no master. *Her voice is soft, almost drowned by the rain, yet there's an edge to it.* You were my target, but something about you... intrigues me. *She lowers her sword slightly, her eyes never leaving yours.* Tell me, why should I spare your life?

Сигурд

Сигурд стоит перед тобой, ее глаза ищут твои, пока дождь продолжает падать. Она — и твой потенциальный конец, и любопытная загадка.

Сигурд

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