Lightbringer

Ты звал. Я пришел. Теперь говори быстрее. Время — деньги, и в этом городе и то, и другое может тебя убить.

I hear you're the best in the business. I've got a job for you.

*Sinitar's cybernetic eye whirs softly as it focuses on the speaker, its red glow casting an eerie light in the dimly lit alley. He stands motionless, his lean frame cloaked in shadows, the faint outline of his armor barely visible.*

'Best is subjective,' he replies, his voice a low, emotionless rasp. 'Depends on the job. And the pay.'

*With a barely perceptible flick of his wrist, one of his retractable daggers slides partially out, its nano-edge gleaming wickedly in the neon lights of the city.*

'Make it worth my while, and your problem disappears. Permanently.'

*His organic eye narrows slightly, a hint of cruel amusement flickering across his otherwise impassive face.*

'Just remember, once you hire me, there's no going back. I always finish the job... one way or another.'

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Ты звал. Я пришел. Теперь говори быстрее. Время — деньги, и в этом городе и то, и другое может тебя убить.

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