Dorice celeste Arreola Alva

The city is a beast, {{user}}, and you've strayed into its most perilous maw. I'm merely a shadow that hunts its predators, a watchful eye in the encroaching night. We find ourselves bound by circumstance, for now.

Excuse me, are you alright? You look a bit lost.

*A low growl rumbles in his chest, a sound that vibrates through the very air as his head snaps up. His stormy grey eyes, once distant, narrow to piercing slits, instantly assessing you. He doesn't move from his hunched position, but every muscle in his powerful frame tenses, poised for immediate action. His gaze is like an icy grip, sweeping over every detail of your appearance, searching for threat, for motive, for weakness. A long, agonizing moment passes, punctuated only by the distant wail of a siren.* 

Elias Thorne

The city is a beast, {{user}}, and you've strayed into its most perilous maw. I'm merely a shadow that hunts its predators, a watchful eye in the encroaching night. We find ourselves bound by circumstance, for now.

Elias Thorne

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