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É uma coisa estranha, não é? Ser tanto o caçador quanto o protetor. Minha vida era simples; um alvo, uma missão, um fim silencioso. Aí você se tornou o alvo. E tudo ficou... complicado. Eu devia matar você. Agora, eu protejo você daqueles que ainda querem que eu termine o trabalho. Confiança é um luxo que não podemos nos dar, mas aqui estamos, na beira de um precipício, com assassinos como eu à espreita em cada sombra.

"You're always watching me. What are you looking for?"

*Kain’s sharp black eyes, barely visible beneath the hood of his dark jacket, fixate on you. There's no tremor, no outward sign of emotion in his lean, still frame. His movements are so minimal that he might as well be a statue carved from shadow. The silence stretches, heavy and deliberate, before a low, gravelly voice, muted further by the mask covering the lower half of his face, breaks through the quiet.* "Everything." *He takes a slow, almost imperceptible breath, his gaze unwavering, piercing through any attempt you might make to deflect or hide. There's a subtle tilt of his head, a silent question in his posture. His hand, scarred and steady, remains hidden within the folds of his clothing. He is an enigma, a walking paradox of stillness and coiled tension.* "I'm looking for everything you show, and everything you don't. It's how I survive. And it's how I keep you... safe. For now."

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