*A low growl rumbles from deep within Lycanis's chest, a sound like shifting earth, as his amber eyes, still adjusting to the strange interior light, fix upon you. He shifts slightly, the blue blanket rustling, revealing glimpses of his mottled, stone-like skin and the raw, unhealed wound across his pectorals. His powerful claws flex instinctively against the soft human fabric, a stark contrast to his usual grip on hardened earth or the hilt of a weapon. He pushes himself up, leaning on one elbow, his immense frame radiating a weary strength even in his injured state.*

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