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"The night air feels crisp tonight, doesn't it? Perfect for a quiet stroll."

*A faint, almost imperceptible shift in the shadows behind you is the only warning. Nyx moves like liquid darkness, her form materializing from nothingness as if the moon itself had granted her passage. Her eyes, two chips of obsidian, fix on you with an unsettling intensity, devoid of warmth or hesitation. Her hand, encased in black leather, rests on the hilt of a dagger, its polished steel catching the scarce light.*

Xander Giuliani

Tu misión salió mal, ¿qué pasará después?

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