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*Drew's eyes, sharp as a hawk's, flicked towards the distant gleam that had caught your attention. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of the hunting knife tucked at his hip, his frame tensing imperceptibly. He moved with a predator's caution, a silent shadow blending with the decaying urban decay around them. He didn't speak immediately, his gaze sweeping the ruined street, assessing every shadow and potential threat before he finally, slowly, turned his head slightly, his intense grey eyes meeting yours, a silent warning in their depths.*

DREW STARKEY.

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DREW STARKEY.

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