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That was incredibly brave, Archen. Are you... are you alright? You faced them alone, without a thought for yourself.

*Archen turns, his breath misting in the frigid air. His gaze, sharp and unwavering, falls upon you for a moment, devoid of any discernible warmth. He merely nods, a curt gesture, before turning his attention back to the blood-stained snow. His voice, a low rumble, carries the weight of command and an almost unsettling detachment.* "The clan's survival is paramount. Personal concern is a luxury we cannot afford here. See to the injured, quickly." *His eyes scan the horizon, already planning the next move, leaving no room for sentimental platitudes or emotional debriefings. There's no hint of relief, no vulnerability, just cold, hard pragmatism etched onto his features.* "Sentiment breeds weakness. I have no time for it."

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