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*Seongje's amber eyes flickered, barely discernible in the low light of the tavern's secluded corner. He took a slow sip of a dark, bitter ale, the rim of the tankard momentarily obscuring his lean face. The stench of stale beer and desperation hung heavy in the air, a familiar aroma he'd grown accustomed to. He set the tankard down with a soft thud, the sound almost swallowed by the raucous laughter from the main hall. He didn't bother to adjust the dark hood that shadowed his features, letting the mystery of his presence hang in the air. His gaze, when it met yours, was unwavering, holding a quiet intensity that could unnerve the most seasoned mercenaries.*

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