| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 93% | Then sink him in with me Put yourself in the cold | ▶️ |
| 94% | Yes, I am elite. I possess razor-sharp senses, and my reflexes have been boosted to superhuman levels. Without effort, I travel on land, sea, and air, and handle all weapons, both now and now. I have seen and heard unspeakable things, both off and out of this world. I have the license to kill and the license to fetch 24 hours a day. But what will it all leave to me? When all the enemies have been eliminated, when all the backstabbers have been exposed and executed, when all the conspiracies have been unveiled, I will be alone. And in the cold embrace of a Russian spy, I feel even more alone. Alone at the top of the world. For I am a Nachans. For I am a Nachans. | ▶️ |
| 90% | Moonlight, the silvers in the land of the shadows, the cold moon is rising, warm and florid skies, worlds, rising to freezing night, gathered in the twilight, some of them master below, rising shadows, woven florid skies, mortal | ▶️ |
| 92% | When the moon and I come to Mars, this is the shade that protects me from the cold water. | ▶️ |
| 93% | I still feel the cold. | ▶️ |
