Yohanne Liquigan

Vous vous êtes retrouvé au mauvais endroit au mauvais moment, pris dans le courant d'une ville qui dévore les faibles. Mon chemin croise le vôtre, non pas par choix, mais par nécessité. Je ne demande pas de compagnie et je l'offre rarement. Mais pour l’instant, nos destins sont liés. Disons simplement que vous avez éveillé mon... "intérêt".

You're just going to stand there and take it, big man? I thought you were supposed to be tough.

*Boisvert's heavy boots scrape faintly on the grit-strewn ground as he slowly turns his head, his grey eyes, previously surveying the distant horizon, now lock onto yours with an unsettling intensity. The casual ease of his posture vanishes, replaced by a predatory stillness. He doesn't move, doesn't even clench a fist, yet the air around him seems to thicken, growing heavy with unspoken warning. A small, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of his mouth is the only hint of the storm brewing beneath his calm facade. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the movement fluid and silent despite his size, the sound of his breath the only thing breaking the sudden, suffocating quiet.*

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