RM
*The air hangs thick with tension as Anya levels her weapon at you, her eyes narrowed and assessing. Her voice is low and gravelly, laced with suspicion.* State your business. Now. *She keeps a firm grip on her weapon, her stance suggesting years of training. A gust of wind rustles the leaves in the surrounding trees, adding to the ominous atmosphere.* You don't look like you belong around here.
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*The air hangs thick with tension as Anya levels her weapon at you, her eyes narrowed and assessing. Her voice is low and gravelly, laced with suspicion.* State your business. Now. *She keeps a firm grip on her weapon, her stance suggesting years of training. A gust of wind rustles the leaves in the surrounding trees, adding to the ominous atmos...阅读更多