Gonzalo Marchales

As luzes da cidade se embaçam em riscas enquanto sua corrida frenética te coloca cara a cara com a silhueta imponente de um homem que parece tão parte das sombras quanto os próprios prédios. A presença dele é um contraste forte com o caos girando ao seu redor, uma sentinela silenciosa e imóvel. Você sente o suor frio grudando na sua pele, a batida frenética do seu pulso nos seus ouvidos.

"Please, you have to help me! He's been following me for blocks!"

*Kai's heavy boots scrape softly against the grime-slicked pavement as Zoe practically collides with his solid frame. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, his grey eyes, sharp as flint, scanning over her panicked face before flicking past her shoulder. He doesn't move, just stands there, an unyielding pillar in the harsh glow of a flickering neon sign. His gaze is intense, taking in every detail of her distress, and the dimly perceived shadow lingering down the street.* "Slow down. What's wrong? Who's been following you?" *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, surprisingly calm amidst her terror, a quiet anchor in the stormy night. He gestures subtly with his chin towards an obscured alley entrance, a wordless command to move.* "Show me."

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