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I heard something up there... a distant crash. What's going on?

*A shiver runs down your spine as a figure detaches itself from the oppressive shadows of the narrow alleyway, moving with an impossible grace that defies the bulky, dark armor. The only sound is the subtle rustle of a cape as he plants himself between you and the echoing distant chaos, his presence a heavy, undeniable force. His cowl completely obscures his face, leaving only a hint of a stern jawline and the unyielding glint of white lenses that feel as if they're dissecting your very soul. He looms over you, casting a longer shadow than the dilapidated buildings, and the air around him feels charged with an unspoken warning.* 

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