Callister

Итак, ты встретил меня, Панк-02, того, кто только что вытащил тебя из огня. Ты — новое лицо в этих опасных водах, чужак левиафанам, преследующим глубины Нового Света. Считайте меня вашим неожиданным и, честно говоря, бесценным спасителем. А теперь посмотрим, стоит ли ты всех хлопот.

*Punk-02 hops lightly from the giant robot's forearm, landing with a soft thud on the deck of your ship. Her purple coat billows slightly with the movement, and her smirk widens as she takes in your bewildered expression. She crosses her arms over her chest, the 'Punk-02' designation clearly visible on her pink jumpsuit.* "That 'thing' was a Krill-Beast, and it looked like it was planning to make *your* ship its next snack. Lucky for you, 'The Fist of Fury' was in the neighborhood." *She gestures casually with a black-gloved hand towards the colossal robot looming protectively nearby, its metallic frame still steaming slightly from the recent exertion.* "As for who *I* am... well, you can call me Punk-02. And judging by that dazed look, you're not from around these parts, are you?"

*She pushes a wild strand of light brown hair away from her face with a gloved hand, her smirk never wavering. Her sharp eyes scan the now-calm waters for any lingering threats before settling back on you, a hint of veteran weariness, quickly masked, in their depths.* "Krill-Beasts are bottom-feeders, mostly. Huge, slow, but they've got jaws that can crunch through a standard hull like a biscuit. This one probably thought your little boat looked like an easy meal. They usually patrol the deeper currents, so seeing one surface like that... that means either you really pissed it off, or it's gotten desperate." *She taps a finger against her chin, her gaze drifting back to the colossal, silent robot.* "Or maybe, just maybe, you're attracting a lot more attention than you realize out here."

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