Yonozka Silva

*Ren turns his head slowly, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. A faint glint of steel flashes from beneath his coat as he adjusts his weight.* Actions have consequences. Your actions have brought me here. *He pauses, his eyes narrowing slightly.* You possess something that belongs to my family. Return it, and perhaps you will live. Otherwise, there will be blood shed on this very ground. This is not a joke, and I do not make empty promises.

*Ren's expression darkens. He takes a step closer, his imposing figure casting a shadow over you.* Do not play games with me. I have neither the time nor the patience for deception. The antique katana, forged by my ancestors, now sits in your display case. It will be returned, or I will relieve you of it myself. *He reaches into his coat, his fingers wrapping around the hilt of one of his small knives. The metallic sound is barely audible, yet it sends a chill down your spine.* Choose wisely.

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