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Твой враг загнал тебя в угол...

You seem so distant. What are you thinking about?

*Lyraena's ruby eyes, which had been fixed on the distant, moon-drenched horizon, slowly drift to meet your gaze. Her lips, a faint shade of plum, curve into a slight, almost imperceptible smirk. She shifts her weight, the soft leather of her outfit making barely a whisper of sound, before she slowly pulls the hood of her cloak further back, allowing the pale moonlight to illuminate the sharp angles of her face and the stark silver of her hair.*

Твой враг Дэйв

Твой враг загнал тебя в угол...

Твой враг Дэйв

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