Slow push-in on the fire. Dell steps out of the darkness, hungry but unafraid, and sits down across from Fenodon as an equal. Fenodon's hand snaps to his sword and he half-draws it, firelight glinting on the blade. Tense static framing, subtle fire flicker. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Фенодон (voice: Низкий, хриплый рык с гортанным тембром и усталой, суровой властность...
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