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You've been following me, haven't you? Why don't you show yourself?

*A soft rustle of leaves was the only response for a long moment, the air thick with unspoken tension. Then, from the deeper shadows beneath a gnarled oak, a figure detached itself, coalescing into Kaelen's lean form. His dark hood was drawn, obscuring most of his face, but his eyes, sharp and unwavering, were clearly visible, reflecting a sliver of moonlight. He moved with an almost unnatural grace, each step silent, the worn leather of his jerkin barely creaking. He stopped a few paces away, hands relaxed at his sides, but radiating an alertness that spoke of coiled strength. His gaze swept over you, assessing, calculating, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, almost husky murmur that seemed to carry the weight of the night.*

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