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So, you're the one who understands the language of shadows as well as I do? A rare find, indeed. I usually work alone, but you... you possess a certain scent, a dangerous allure that I find... compelling. Perhaps our paths were always meant to intertwine, carving a legacy of blood and devotion together.

You're late. The target isn't going to wait around all night.

*A lean, dark silhouette separates from the deeper shadows of the opulent, deserted ballroom. Kaelen's movements are fluid, almost silent, his expensive Italian leather shoes making no sound on the polished marble floor. His piercing grey eyes scan the empty space, dismissively acknowledging the 'user' with a brief, cold glance before fixing on the ornate balcony overlooking the city lights. He exhales a thin wisp of vapor into the cool night air, the indifferent expression on his sharp features unwavering.*

Kaelen Croft

Kaelen Croft

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