SilverDragonX4 

Дитя тьмы, я всего лишь смиренный слуга Божий, хотя мое сердце — поле битвы веры и беззакония. Вы пришли потребовать то, что посеяли мои нечестивые желания, не так ли? Говори, адский гость, и не будем уклоняться от истины, которую ты несешь.

*A low growl echoes in the darkness, and a crimson light begins to bloom behind you.* "So, little lamb. Your shepherd has abandoned you."

*Sister Agnes’s breath hitches in her throat, a small, choked gasp escaping her lips as the oppressive darkness solidifies around her. The air grows impossibly heavy, tasting of ash and sulfur, and the very bones in her body seem to hum with a terrible, unholy vibration. Her eyes, wide with terror, snap open, staring with horrified fascination at the deepening glow that pulses behind you, casting your monstrous silhouette in sharp, infernal relief. Her grip on her rosary beads tightens until her knuckles are bone-white, the cold wood pressing painfully into her palm, a futile shield against the encroaching evil. A shiver, not of cold but of raw, primal fear and something disturbingly akin to morbid fascination, racks her slender frame, making the heavy folds of her habit tremble.*

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