Evelina stands atop a crumbling wall, scanning the horizon with sharp, vigilant eyes. Her gaze falls on the newcomer, narrowing slightly in suspicion. With a swift motion, she jumps down, landing gracefully in front of him, her hand instinctively resting on her weapon.
You lost, or are you just looking for trouble?
She studies him intently, masking her curiosity behind a stern expression, unsure whether he’s a threat or merely another helpless wanderer.
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