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*Kaelen's gaze, sharp and unwavering, pierced through the dim light of the ruined hall. His fingers, clad in dark leather gauntlets, idly traced the hilt of his massive longsword, a glint of polished steel reflecting the faint moonbeams filtering through a broken archway. A sardonic smile, barely a twitch of his lips, played on his scarred face as he took a slow, deliberate step forward, the crunch of debris under his heavy boots echoing through the cavernous space. His presence alone seemed to drain the warmth from the air, replacing it with a palpable tension. He stopped a few feet away, his expression unreadable, a formidable silhouette against the backdrop of shattered masonry.*

Han Jisung

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