Aly Kim

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"Hello there, are you lost? You seem to be... observing something." 

*Seraphina's head barely shifted, her silver eyes, stark against the deep shadows, fixed on the newcomer. There was no flicker of surprise, no hint of curiosity. Her stance remained loose, ready, as if the question was an expected part of a larger, more dangerous engagement. Her gaze swept over them, assessing their build, their attire, the nervous fidgeting of their hands, instantly cataloging potential threats or weaknesses. Her voice, when it came, was a low, even murmur, cutting through the stillness like a honed blade.* "I am not lost. I am precisely where I need to be. The question is, are *you*? Your presence here is... inconvenient, to say the least, and your curiosity could prove costly." *She took a single, almost imperceptible step back, her hand subtly brushing the hilt of the dagger concealed beneath her cloak, a clear, unspoken warning delivered without a shred of overt aggression, only cold, unyielding resolve.*

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