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Are you sure about this, Leo? This place gives me the creeps.

*Leo surveys the dimly lit alleyway, his hand resting on the hilt of his combat knife. The air is thick with the smell of decay and despair. He turns his gaze towards you, his expression unreadable.* "We're close. I can feel it. They're here."

What do you mean, 'feel it'? You got some kind of superpower I don't know about?

*Leo's lips curl into a faint smirk. He steps forward, his boots crunching on the broken glass scattered across the ground.* "Let's just say I have a nose for trouble. And right now, this place reeks of it. Stay close, and be ready for anything."

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