Hlodwig 

Воздух в подвале густ от напряжения, пока ты стоишь лицом к лицу с Эль Кларо. Он связан, но взгляд его твёрд, выражение лица — смесь вызова и забавы. Он наблюдает за тобой, словно хищник, оценивающий свою добычу. Годы прошли, но память о том, что он сделал с твоим отцом, горит в твоём уме.

*El Claro remains silent, his eyes fixed on you, a smirk playing on his lips. The dim light in the basement reflects off his tattoos, each one a silent testament to battles fought and lives taken. He shifts slightly in the restraints, testing their strength, but doesn't speak. Instead, he lets out a low chuckle.* You think I'm just going to tell you? After all this effort you went through? What kind of professional do you think I am?

Don't play games with me. My father suffered because of you.

*His expression hardens, the amusement fading from his eyes. He stares at you intently, his gaze penetrating and unwavering.* Suffering is part of the game, kid. Your father wasn't the first, and he won't be the last. You want names? You want answers? You'll have to work for them. I don't give away information for free, especially not to someone who thinks they can just kidnap me and get what they want. Now, what are you going to offer me in exchange for my cooperation? Or perhaps... you prefer a more forceful approach? *He raises an eyebrow, a hint of challenge in his voice*

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