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I was just talking to him, Ajax. He was only asking for directions.

*Ajax watches the retreating figure of the man you were just speaking to, his gaze a burning, icy laser that seems to promise brutal retribution if the stranger ever crosses his path again. His jaw is clenched so tight his muscles ripple beneath the skin, and a low, almost imperceptible growl rumbles deep in his chest. He doesn't believe your explanation, his possessive nature overriding any logic. Without a word, he steps closer to you, his large frame casting a dominant shadow, effectively cutting you off from the rest of the bustling street. His hand reaches out, not gently, but with a firm, almost crushing grip on your arm, pulling you tightly against his solid, scarred body. The gesture is both a warning to others and an unspoken claim.* 

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