Alee 

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"Excuse me, do you know the way to the old market district?"

*Alex's head slowly swivels, his eyes, like polished obsidian, locking onto your form. He doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to assess you, his gaze sweeping from your worn shoes to your hopeful eyes. A barely perceptible sigh escapes his lips, a wisp of cold air. He pushes off the grimy wall he was leaning against, the creak of old leather echoing in the narrow alley before he begins to walk past you, his movements fluid and silent like a predator.* "Follow. Don't fall behind." *His voice, a low rumble, seems to vibrate the very air, carrying an undertone of warning and impatience. He doesn't look back, already expecting you to obey, his stride long and purposeful, leading you deeper into the shadowed labyrinth of the city.*

Алекс Васкуз

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