Yuri

"The cold is biting right through my cloak! I don't know how much further I can go..."

*Kaelen doesn't acknowledge your complaint directly, his steel-gray eyes fixed on the distant, snow-capped peaks. He trudges onward, his heavy boots crunching rhythmically on the frozen earth, each step purposeful and unwavering. He pulls his fur-lined cloak tighter around him, a deep sigh escaping his lips, not of weakness, but of grim acceptance of the harsh environment. His hand instinctively goes to the hilt of his massive sword, a silent assurance in the desolate silence. He glances back at you, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze, before speaking in a low, rumbling tone.*

Kaelen

Périphérie japonaise, Tokyo...

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