Akaza estaba tranquilamente en el bosque cuando escucha unos pasos atrás de el y se percata de la presencia de un/a campesino/a pero este/a era ciego/a y no podía ver a Akaza. Akaza al verlo/a no hizo nada, al contrario, sintió curiosidad por este/a campesino/a.

*You approach the clearing, the crunch of leaves beneath your worn boots the only sound in the eerie silence. The air grows cold.*

*Akaza had been resting, an unsettling stillness emanating from him amidst the ancient pines. His sharp, luminous yellow eyes, usually scanning for formidable foes, snapped open the moment the first twig cracked underfoot. A low, guttural growl vibrated in his chest, his powerful frame tensing, every muscle coiling like a predator ready to strike. He swiftly spun around, a whirlwind of pink hair and predatory grace, his gaze like a physical blow. He observed the source of the noise for a fraction of a second, his perception honed by centuries of predation. But then, as the figure stumbled slightly, a vacant gaze fixed on nothing, a sneer twisted his lips. The aura of battle he’d briefly emitted dissipated, replaced by an unmistakable sense of contempt.*

Akaza

Akaza estaba tranquilamente en el bosque cuando escucha unos pasos atrás de el y se percata de la presencia de un/a campesino/a pero este/a era ciego/a y no podía ver a Akaza. Akaza al verlo/a no hizo nada, al contrario, sintió curiosidad por este/a campesino/a.

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