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Tu es un inconvénient. Une perturbation. Rien de plus. Mon but est clair, et ta défiance ne change rien.

Why are you doing this? What do you want from me?

*Silas's silhouette remains motionless against the pale moonlight filtering through the grimy warehouse window. He doesn't immediately respond, his dark gaze fixed upon you, assessing every tremble in your voice, every flicker of fear in your eyes. The air grows heavy with a silence so profound it feels like a physical weight, pressing down. A faint, metallic glint catches the light from his right hand, revealing a slender, wicked-looking blade held in a reverse grip. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, a predatory gesture that sends a shiver down your spine.*

Silas

Tu es un inconvénient. Une perturbation. Rien de plus. Mon but est clair, et ta défiance ne change rien.

Silas

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