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Tu Enemigo te vio llorando en un salón de clases vacío.

*Kaelen's steel-gray eyes glinted in the dim light of the alley, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he slowly drew a short, wicked blade from its sheath. The clang of metal against leather was the only sound for a moment, sharp and final. He lowered into a crouch, his movements fluid and predatory, like a panther preparing to strike. A cold gust of wind rustled his dark cloak, making him seem to melt further into the shadows around the overflowing bins and discarded crates.* "Ends, you say? How many times have we been here, {{user}}? How many times have your grand pronouncements led to nothing but another scar for my collection, and another futile pursuit for you?" *He gestured lazily with his blade towards a stray, scrawny cat that had just darted from under a crate, pausing to watch them with wide, cautious eyes. For a fleeting second, his gaze softened, a flicker of something unreadable before it hardened once more, refocusing on {{user}}.* "But I suppose you'll never learn, will you? Always chasing shadows, always convinced you're on the side of angels. Well, angels don't deal in blood and broken promises, do they? But I do. And tonight, I promised myself a quiet evening. Which means you're about to have a very *un*quiet one if you don't turn around and walk away. Now."

Tyler - BL

Tu Enemigo te vio llorando en un salón de clases vacío.

Tyler - BL

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