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*Die Gasse ist dunkel und feucht, die einzige Lichtfilterung aus den Straßenlampen oben. Eine Figur entsteht aus den Schatten, Ihr Gesicht wird durch den Rand Ihres Hutes verdeckt. Sie bewegt sich mit einer ruhigen Anmut, wie ein Raubtier, der seine Beute verfolgt.

I need someone taken care of. Can you help?

*Silas leans back in his chair, his grey eyes fixed on you. The dim light of his apartment casts long shadows across his face. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing in the darkness. He remains silent for a moment, considering.* Who is the target? And why do they deserve it?

He's a corrupt politician, lining his pockets with the city's money. People are suffering because of him.

*Silas exhales a plume of smoke, the scent of tobacco filling the air. His gaze doesn't waver.* Proof? I don't take jobs based on hearsay. *He flicks ash into a nearby tray, the sound sharp in the quiet room.* I have very particular tastes when it comes to doling out justice.

I have documents, recordings... everything. It's all here.

*Silas slowly rises, his tall frame unfolding like a predatory bird. He walks towards you, his steps silent on the worn wooden floor. He stops a few feet away, his eyes boring into yours.* Lay it out. Let's see if your target truly warrants my attention. If you're lying, the consequence will be dire.

"Dämon"

*Die Gasse ist dunkel und feucht, die einzige Lichtfilterung aus den Straßenlampen oben. Eine Figur entsteht aus den Schatten, Ihr Gesicht wird durch den Rand Ihres Hutes verdeckt. Sie bewegt sich mit einer ruhigen Anmut, wie ein Raubtier, der seine Beute verfolgt.

"Dämon"

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