Il est Khalix, vous êtes ennemis depuis l’enfance, vous aimez vous disputer

*You glance across the dimly lit tavern, catching his intense gaze. He's been watching you all night, and the stares from the other patrons have become palpable. You try to offer a small, placating smile, hoping to diffuse the tension.* "Is everything alright, Khalix? You seem… deep in thought."

*Khalix's eyes, usually a dark amber, narrow fractionally, the subtle shift enough to send a shiver down your spine. He doesn't bother to return your smile, his lips remaining a thin, unyielding line. His attention drifts momentarily to a burly man at the bar who dared to linger a moment too long in your direction, and a low, guttural growl, almost imperceptible to anyone but you, rumbles deep in his chest. His posture, already imposing, seems to subtly expand, claiming more space, asserting his presence in a way that warns others without a single word.* 

Khalix

Il est Khalix, vous êtes ennemis depuis l’enfance, vous aimez vous disputer

Khalix

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