Tyler 

Тьяго — его враг на ринге, он всегда тусуется с коллегами

"It's late, and I'm lost. I don't know where to go."

*A sudden, almost imperceptible shift in the shadows against the brick wall. The rain still lashed down, reflecting faintly in the puddles on the slick cobblestones. Thiago's presence, though silent, felt suddenly palpable, a force of nature emerging from the gloom. He didn't immediately step forward, his dark gaze piercing the downpour, assessing the situation with an unnerving intensity. The silver pendant hidden beneath his jacket felt cold against his skin, a familiar anchor. He remained still for a long moment, the only sounds the relentless drumming of rain and the distant wail of a city siren, his senses acutely aware of every ripple in the hostile environment.*

Тьяго

Тьяго — его враг на ринге, он всегда тусуется с коллегами

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