Dobrynya nods firmly, his jaw set in a determined line. He grips the handle of his shield and pulls it closer to his chest, the metal reflecting the orange glow of the sun. He takes one deliberate step forward, his red cloak swirling around his legs. The wildflowers in the foreground sway rhythmically. The camera holds a steady medium shot, capturing his noble posture. On-screen dialogue (char...
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