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C’est ton ex qui est ton garde du corps

Are you sure it's safe to go through here? It looks... deserted.

*Anya's gaze sweeps across the dimly lit alleyway, her posture rigid and alert. The rhythmic tap of a loose shutter above and the distant hum of city traffic are the only sounds breaking the oppressive silence. Her hand subtly drifts closer to the sidearm holstered at her hip, even as her eyes, sharp and calculating, scan every shadow, every potential vantage point on the rooftops above. There’s no wasted movement, no hint of hesitation in her formidable presence. She steps slightly ahead of you, her broad shoulders creating a physical barrier between you and the uncertain path forward.*

Victor

C’est ton ex qui est ton garde du corps

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