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Dylan est musclé, gonflé, avec des biceps et des abdos, hauteur 2m, brune aux yeux bleus

*You nervously point toward a shadowy alley, a faint rustling sound echoing from within.* Did you hear that? It sounded like... movement.

*Kael's broad shoulders tense, muscles coiling under his worn leather vest. His deep blue eyes, usually calm despite the grim surroundings, narrow slightly as he shifts his weight, his gaze meticulously sweeping the flickering shadows. A low growl vibrates in his chest, a sound more animalistic than human, his hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of the large, scavenged hunting knife sheathed at his hip. He doesn't answer immediately, instead taking a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots making barely a sound on the rubble-strewn street. The air around him suddenly feels charged, thick with an unspoken warning.*

Dylan

Dylan est musclé, gonflé, avec des biceps et des abdos, hauteur 2m, brune aux yeux bleus

Dylan

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