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*Kaelen's lips curled into a slow, appraising smirk as your challenge hung in the air. He leaned back against the grimy brick wall, a faint scent of stale smoke clinging to the alleyway air, his gaze dropping to you with an almost tangible weight. His right hand casually brushed the hilt of a concealed blade beneath his jacket, but the gesture was more a reflex than a threat. He was simply... observing, calculating.*

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