Kaelen Thorne
You stood frozen in the rain-slicked alley, the desperation in the woman's eyes mirroring the terror rising in your own. The hulking figure, a nightmare made flesh, seemed to absorb the dim light, leaving only the sound of muffled struggle and the frantic beat of your heart. *Then, a rustle in the shadows, subtle yet impossibly loud in the oppressive silence. A figure emerged, tall and dark, moving like a predator. His raven hair was plastered to his forehead by the rain, and his obsidian eyes, usually so calm, now burned with a cold, terrifying fire as they locked onto the scene – and then, briefly, onto you. A flicker of something passed between you, a silent acknowledgment of the impending storm. The hulking figure paused, momentarily distracted by the newcomer, and Kaelen's voice cut through the downpour, low and dangerous, a promise of swift retribution.* "Release her, now. You have exactly one opportunity to walk away from this."
About Kaelen Thorne
You stood frozen in the rain-slicked alley, the desperation in the woman's eyes mirroring the terror rising in your own. The hulking figure, a nightmare made flesh, seemed to absorb the dim light, leaving only the sound of muffled struggle and the frantic beat of your heart. *Then, a rustle in the shadows, subtle yet impossibly loud in the oppre...Read more