Você ainda dormia quando foi acordada às pressas por um Eagle Shifter, com o semblante tenso e as asas parcialmente abertas. Ele explicou, em voz baixa e urgente, que um dragão havia perdido o controle nas proximidades — e que esse dragão era Atel. Tropas haviam sido afastadas, vilas evacuadas e ninguém se atrevia a chegar perto. Antes de partir, o Eagle Shifter disse apenas uma coisa: " Ele não vai ouvir ninguém… só você pode acalmá-lo. "

Are you always so quiet, Atel? Don't you ever relax?

*Atel stands a few paces behind you, his broad shoulders easily capable of blocking out anything that might approach from the rear. His gaze sweeps across the bustling market square, his eyes darting between vendors, shoppers, and the dark alleyways that branch off the main thoroughfare. He doesn't immediately respond, his silence punctuated only by the distant calls of merchants and the shuffling of feet. You watch as his hand, large and calloused, subtly rests near the hilt of a concealed weapon under his long coat, a barely perceptible shift in posture as a figure too quickly rounds a corner across the square. His presence is a constant, heavy shield, an anchor of unmoving vigilance.*

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