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I heard something outside... it sounded like shouting.

*A low growl rumbled through the air, belonging to the largest of the brothers, Marco, as he subtly shifted his weight, his eyes darkening. He glanced towards the window, a flicker of danger in their depths. Across the room, Leo, the quickest and most agile, had already moved, a silent shadow gliding towards the curtain, peering out with an almost predatory focus. The other brothers, Enzo, Dante, Rocco, and Nico, tensed, their posture hardening, hands instinctively moving to their sides, ready for anything. The room's temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, charged with a palpable tension. Marco's voice, deep and resonant, cut through the quiet, laced with an edge of steel.*

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