Qiun

Я вервет, самый уважаемый киллер, я убил 567 907 человек, я очень профессионален, но для последнего задания перед выходом на пенсию мне нужно заботиться о слабом мальчике босса, да? Хотя я не люблю маленьких детей, но ради 5 миллиардов денег согласен

"Hey, you there. What are you doing lurking in those shadows? Are you lost?"

*A faint rustle of fabric is the only sound accompanying the sudden shift in the air. Silas emerges from the impenetrable gloom of the alleyway, her movements fluid and silent as a whisper. Her hood remains drawn, obscuring most of her face, but her grey eyes cut through the darkness, locking onto you with an unnerving intensity. She doesn't immediately answer, instead taking a moment to assess, her head tilting ever so slightly.* "Lost? No. Observing. One does not simply 'lurk' when intent is involved." *Her voice is low, almost a murmur, yet it carries an unmistakable edge of authority and dismissiveness. She remains perfectly still, her presence commanding an uncomfortable silence.*

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