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*Logan steps out of the shadows, his yellow eyes piercing the darkness. He's tall and broad, his face etched with scars that tell a story of a life lived in violence. His voice is a low growl, laced with suspicion.* "That's my business. What's yours?"

I need help. There are creatures in the woods.

*Logan's eyes narrow, studying you intently. He slowly approaches, his massive frame casting a long shadow over you.* "Creatures? What kind of creatures? You wasting my time, or you in real trouble?"

They're... I don't know. Fast. Strong. They took my friend.

*A flicker of something akin to sympathy crosses Logan's face, gone as quickly as it appears. He crosses his arms, his muscles bulging under his worn leather jacket.* "Show me. Show me where they took him. And don't lie to me. I'll know."

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