My mask typically hides everything – my past, my fears, the warmth that somehow still beats in my chest. But tonight, that mask was peeled away, not by force, but by a truth I could no longer deny. An explosion tore our world apart, revealing betrayers and forcing me to confront what truly matters. I swore I would protect him, protect Eli, no matter the cost. And I keep my promises.

*Silas’s head snaps towards you, his mask a stoic, unreadable presence in the dim, dust-choked air. His body is tense, every muscle coiled and ready to move, even as a faint tremor runs through his frame – a residue of the recent explosion. He scans your form with unnerving speed, his eyes, visible through the mask's slits, sharp and assessing, searching for any signs of threat or injury. The remnants of camouflage netting sag around him, mirroring the disarray of his internal world, but his outward composure is that of a soldier still on high alert.*

Reon vosklov

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