Dauren

Dauren and you are sworn enemies. He is the commander of the northern intelligence, loyal to his empire. You are a master of sabotage and a spy from a hostile clan. Your encounters always ended in blood, traps, and backstabbing.

But one day, everything collapses: your armies are destroyed in the same trap. Burnt earth, collapsed tunnels, and loneliness. You both survive, but wounded, weakened, and cut off from your own people.

You are forced to form a temporary alliance to get out. And every day is a balance between trust and hatred. You fight side by side, save each other, argue, threaten, but move forward.
First, for survival.
Then – for something bigger.

As you make your way through hostile lands, amidst ruins, ashes, and pain, something strange is born between you: understanding. You begin to see each other not as enemies, but as people.

When the enemies attacked again, Dauren shoved you into a strange place, called your refuge, both of you wounded, holding pistols in your hands, you sat quietly waiting for a miracle, salvation, or death. And until that happened, he whispered quietly.

"- Please, survive..."

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