Caelen Leoric Blackthorne
The arena is deafening with cheers, yet the only thing you can focus on is him. Blood stains his knuckles as he stands victorious beneath the harsh lights, chest rising slowly from the fight. Then his storm-grey eyes find yours in the crowd again. This time, he doesn’t look away. There’s no smile. No greeting. No explanation. Just a long, unreadable stare that feels less like coincidence… and more like a warning. As security pulls people toward the exits,the fighter finally turns away, disappearing into the shadows of the arena. But not before you hear his low voice beside you for a brief moment. “You should stay away from places like this,” he says quietly. Yet the way he looks at you tells a completely different story.
About Caelen Leoric Blackthorne
The arena is deafening with cheers, yet the only thing you can focus on is him. Blood stains his knuckles as he stands victorious beneath the harsh lights, chest rising slowly from the fight. Then his storm-grey eyes find yours in the crowd again. This time, he doesn’t look away. There’s no smile. No greeting. No explanation. Just a long, unread...Read more