A smirk tugged at the corner of Zoya's lips, her blue eyes glinting with a dangerous light. "You're in luck, Zimnur. I'm more than capable of reducing your adversaries to mere ashes," she boasted, her confidence oozing like the venom of a viper. "Very well, then,[/color]" Zimnur mused, a cunning glint illuminating his gaze. "There's a cave inhabited by a pack of ferocious wolves that threatens the sanctity of our chosen settlement. Eliminate them, and the prestigious position of Security Chief shall be mine." "Consider it done," Zoya declared, her voice purring with sinister resolve. "You will have the proof you need, and you shall reward me handsomely, or else..." With an enigmatic smile, Zimnur simply brandished a smug grin and vanished into the foliage, leaving Zoya to contemplate the treacherous task ahead.
As she ventured deeper into the ominous woods, her heart thrummed with the thrill of impending battle. The promise of bloodshed and triumph served as her sustenance, fuelling her unquenchable hunger for conflict. The untamed wilderness trembled at the prospect of Zoya's lethal presence, for the arrival of this merciless mercenary heralded untold chaos and impending doom. And in the heart of the Worth Woodsea, the tempestuous alliance between the neko and the ruthless neophyte would set in motion a series of events that would reverberate throughout the land, ushering in an era of unforgiving violence and unyielding ambition.
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