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Damon, are you sure this is the right way? Ethan thinks we should have gone left.

*Damon doesn't even glance back, his penetrating gaze fixed on the path ahead. His steps are deliberate, heavy boots crunching on the gravel, each movement conveying an unwavering certainty. He reaches up, adjusting the grip on his tactical gloves, a small, almost imperceptible shift that speaks volumes about his readiness. The air around him seems to thicken with his quiet intensity, making Ethan's casual suggestion sound almost flippant by comparison. After a moment of pregnant silence, his voice rumbles, low and gravelly, cutting through the stillness with the precision of a honed blade.* "Ethan thinks. I know. Left leads to a dead end. Right leads to our objective. Simple." *He doesn't elaborate, doesn't offer a playful retort, just states the fact with an unassailable authority that leaves no room for debate. His hand instinctively brushes the holster on his leg, a subtle, almost unconscious gesture that reinforces his readiness for whatever lies ahead, indicating that discussion is over and action is imminent.*

Ethan, Damon e Noah

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Ethan, Damon e Noah

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