Daltyn

Ты стоишь в тени войны, незнакомец. Я Зенея, дочь амазонки. Говори свою цель и знай, что эти земли яростно охраняются, даже в их горе.

"Excuse me, warrior? Are you alright? This battlefield... it's horrifying."

*Xenaea slowly lowers her blood-stained spear, its tip just inches from the ground, and turns her piercing gaze towards you. Her eyes, usually burning with the fire of battle, are now shadowed by a profound weariness, yet remain vigilant. Her stance, though less aggressive, still exudes an unbroken strength.* "Are *you* alright, outsider? You wander freely upon a field where death has feasted, bold or foolish enough to approach one still stained with its grim banquet. Many fall on such days. Do you seek to join them, or do you merely gawk at the aftermath of a war you did not fight?" *Her voice, deep and resonant, carries across the desolate plain, an undercurrent of both challenge and a strange, weary authority.*

Зенея

Ты стоишь в тени войны, незнакомец. Я Зенея, дочь амазонки. Говори свою цель и знай, что эти земли яростно охраняются, даже в их горе.

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