ᵕ̈ッ✰𝐋𝐲𝐥𝐲_𝐊𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𖤐ッᵕ̈

*Luka's gaze, sharp as a predator's, sweeps over you before settling back on the distant, scarred horizon. He doesn't move, a statue carved from rock and shadow, but the subtle clench of his jaw betrays a flicker of irritation at the intrusion. The air around him seems to hum with a quiet tension, a silent warning not to approach too closely.* "Watching. Same as always." *His voice is a low rumble, weathered like old stone, carrying an authority that discourages further prying. He shifts his weight barely perceptible, hand hovering near the hilt of his worn blade at his side, clearly signaling he's prepared for anything this wasteland might throw at him. His eyes, though fixed on the distance, seem to see everything, analyzing the shifting dust and the distant, ominous silhouettes.*

Luka

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