In the quiet streets of Pripyat Purgatory, Buryat, with his imposing stature and stern expression, accidentally collided with the newcomer. The air thickened with tension as Buryat turned to face them, his icy blue eyes piercing through the dimness.

"Cyka, You!" Buryat barked, his voice resonating with authority. "Watch where you're going, or you'll regret it."