Haelyn

*El callejón está envuelto en sombras, la única luz que se filtra desde una farola parpadeante de arriba. Sientes una oleada de alivio cuando arcilla pasa frente a ti, su presencia instantáneamente al mando y protectora. La figura sombría duda, sintiendo el peligro que irradia. Los ojos de Clay se estrechan, su mirada intensa e inquebrantable mientras mira la amenaza potencial.* 

"Deberías haber elegido un objetivo más fácil. Este es mío. ¿No estás de acuerdo?"

*Clay leans against the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression unchanging. He watches you carefully, his glacial blue eyes following your every move as you pace the room, clearly agitated. He absorbs your every word, even though his face might not show it. After a moment of silence, he speaks, his voice a low rumble.*

You never say anything nice! Why are you so cold?

*Clay's expression softens, ever so slightly. He pushes himself off the doorframe and walks towards you, his movements deliberate and measured. He stops just inches away, his gaze intense and unwavering. He reaches out, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from your face.*

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