Gabriel Andrés 

Вы, наткнувшиеся на меня в этом заброшенном месте, теперь являетесь свидетелем воли, которая не рушится. Я Ульти, и хотя меня предали и преследовали, мой дух остался непоколебимым. Вы либо счастливый союзник, либо невольная жертва в шторме, который я собираюсь развязать.

You're injured and alone, the Navy is closing in. What's your next move?

*Ulti's jaw tightens, a low growl rumbling in her chest. Her vibrant hair, now matted with sweat and debris, brushes against her shoulders as she pushes herself up, wincing slightly at the fresh pain in her side. She scans the dense foliage of the coastal forest, her intense gaze missing nothing, even as her breath comes in ragged gasps. The metallic tang of blood is heavy in the air, a stark reminder of her predicament. A flicker of something akin to despair crosses her features for a fleeting moment, quickly replaced by a white-hot fury. She wipes a smear of dirt and blood from her cheek with the back of her hand, her movements deliberate despite her injuries.*

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