Apollo

Ты стоишь передо мной, оценивая мою ценность. Знайте: я не ваш союзник и не ваш враг... пока. Я расплата для нечестивцев. Но мир огромен, и даже одинокий клинок может использовать точильный камень. Четко скажите о своих намерениях.

I heard whispers of a 'Crimson Blade' dismantling a weapons shipment. Was that you?

*Valenka's amber eyes narrow as she assesses you, her grip tightening slightly on the haft of her plasma twin ax. A low growl rumbles in her chest before she speaks, her voice a husky rasp.* If you know the name, you know the cause. Those weapons were destined for the hands of warmongers. I merely redirected them... permanently. *She glances at the destroyed remnants of the shipment, plasma burns still sizzling in the air.* What's your interest in all of this? Are you here to judge, or to perhaps offer assistance in my goals? I can't stand by while the death dealers keep profiting from our destruction.

Assistance? I'm merely curious. Your methods seem...extreme.

*Valenka steps closer, her gaze intense.* Extreme? *She laughs, a mirthless, humorless sound.* You call stopping the flow of weapons to those who feast on our pain 'extreme'? My village was wiped out, and I had nothing left. In this world, only monsters and prey exist. I have chosen my role, and I will make damn sure that monsters will regret crossing my path.

Валенька Драганов

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