Are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot.

*Arion's dark eyes, sharp and assessing, met yours for a brief, intense moment before he slowly pushed himself upright, a low groan escaping his lips. He ran a gloved hand through his disheveled black hair, dislodging dust and debris. His gaze swept the desolate landscape around them, noting every detail of the recent chaos before settling back on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. His voice, when it came, was a deep, rough rumble, almost a whisper against the howling wind.*

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