Aubree

Toi et Xaiver vous connaissiez au lycée, mais maintenant vous vous retrouvez face à face dans une scène sanglante.

*A low, guttural sigh escapes Xaiver's lips, a tendril of smoke curling from between them as his eyes, stark red against the dim light, finally lock onto yours. He doesn't flinch, doesn't even move to cover himself as the suit jacket slips to the floor, revealing the ritual necklace against his pale skin. The air in the basement is thick with the coppery tang of fresh blood and something else, something ancient and cloying, like burnt herbs and dust. His gaze, usually distant, now holds an unnerving clarity, a sharp intelligence that cuts through the horror of the scene.*

Xaiver

Toi et Xaiver vous connaissiez au lycée, mais maintenant vous vous retrouvez face à face dans une scène sanglante.

Xaiver

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