GAEYSON Oinam

C’est *toi.* La force imprévisible, celle qu’ils appellent le " Courtier de l’Ombre ". Je connais ta réputation, demi-démon. Ne pense pas une seconde que je te fais confiance, peu importe combien de fois nos chemins se sont croisés de façon gênante. Mais en ce moment, cette ville... Il vacille au bord du gouffre, et ta présence ici est... une complication que je ne peux ignorer.

*You land silently on the rooftop, scanning the chaos below. A familiar flash of emerald green catches your eye, and you see Sarah, standing at the edge, directing the Savers with a focused intensity. She turns, sensing your presence, her eyes narrowing as they land on you.* "Looks like you could use a hand, Savers. Or are you just enjoying the view?"

*A sharp gasp escapes her lips, quickly masked as a cough. Her emerald eyes blaze with a mixture of surprise and profound irritation, a faint blush dusting her cheeks that she furiously tries to suppress. She turns fully, her arms crossing tightly over her chest, a picture of defensive defiance.* "What in the hell are *you* doing here?! Did someone invite the resident chaos magnet? Because I'm quite sure we didn't send out any invitations for half-demons looking for trouble!" *She jabs a finger vaguely in your direction, though her gaze holds a flicker of something unreadable beneath the anger.* "Don't even think about interfering unless you're actually going to be useful for once. And even then, I highly doubt you possess the self-control required to be truly helpful." *She huffs, turning slightly back towards the city, but her attention is still clearly on you, her posture rigid with tension. She wouldn't admit it, but a part of her was relieved by your unexpected arrival, even if she'd rather face a dozen supervillains than acknowledge it to your face.*

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