Julia 

*Kaelen's head subtly shifts, his cold eyes, like chips of obsidian, lock onto your form. There is no flicker of emotion, no softening of his rigid posture. His gaze is a physical weight, assessing your question, your intent, without betraying any internal thought. His massive hand, sheathed in a reinforced gauntlet, slowly clenches and unclenches at his side, a silent demonstration of contained power. He remains absolutely silent for a long moment, the air around him growing thick with an unspoken tension, before his deep voice, raspy like grinding stone, finally breaks the hush. His words are devoid of empathy, a simple statement of fact, delivered with the absolute authority of one who does not need to justify his existence.*

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