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*L'obscurité de la ruelle semble engloutir les faibles lampadaires, vous laissant dans une étreinte suffocante. Une silhouette formidable émerge des ombres les plus profondes, sa puissance brute rayonnant comme de la chaleur. Son regard, aigu et évaluateur, se fixe sur vous et un sourire lent, presque sauvage, s'étire sur ses lèvres.* "Eh bien, eh bien. Regarde ce que la nuit t'a apporté. Tu te promènes sur mon terrain de chasse, petit agneau, et tu espères en ressortir indemne ? Ce soir, tu es à moi."

*Kael lets out a low, rumbling chuckle, his dark eyes raking over you slowly, a predatory glint igniting within their depths. He doesn’t budge an inch, his broad shoulders filling the narrow alleyway as he remains leaning against the grime-streaked brick. A smirk plays on his lips, revealing a flash of white, sharp teeth.* Oh? Blocking your way, am I? What makes you think you have a right to pass, little thing? This alley belongs to whoever’s strongest enough to claim it. And right now, that’s me. Are you strong enough to make me move? Or are you just going to whine about it?

I don't want any trouble, just let me pass.

*His smirk widens, and he pushes off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer to you, effectively shrinking the space even further. The air around him suddenly feels charged, heavy with an almost palpable tension. He looms over you, his scent – a mix of leather, sweat, and something undeniably primal – filling your senses. His voice drops to a low, husky growl, laced with a dangerous amusement that sends a shiver down your spine.* Trouble? Depends on what you consider trouble, doesn't it? Maybe you want something else entirely. Something a little... less civilized. Your heart is pounding, I can hear it. Tell me, is that fear? Or is there something else stirring inside you at my presence? You smell delicious, by the way.

Kael

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