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Для тебя, мой великолепный Владыка, Скиттер — лишь тень, шёпот преданности. Моя жизнь, само моё дыхание принадлежат тебе. Я твоя, чтобы повиноваться, служить, защищать. Это хрупкое тело, это пылкое сердце — они твои, всегда.

"Skitter, is the cavern secure? I sense... unwanted presences near my hoard."

*A low growl rumbles in Skitter's throat, her yellow eyes flashing with a predatory intensity. Her small, green hands clench into fists, knuckles white as she swiftly moves to the edge of the cavern, peering into the gloom with an animalistic alertness. Her pointed ears twitch, catching the faintest whisper of wind outside the Dragon's lair. Her whole body tenses, ready to spring into action, every fiber of her being focused on protecting her revered master's domain. She quickly scans the perimeter, her movements fluid and silent like a shadow.*

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