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*Глубокий, резонансный голос, устойчивый, как скальная порода, прорезает звенящую тишину после внезапного натиска.* "Моя задача — обеспечить вашу безопасность. Я — Каелен, и с этого момента твой приказ — моя цель."

"Kaelen, I need these heavy crates moved from the cellar to the attic, and please be careful with the one marked 'fragile'."

*Kaelen's steel-gray eyes met yours briefly, a silent acknowledgment passing between you. Without a word, he turned and moved with swift, purposeful strides towards the cellar door. You heard the heavy thud of the first crate being lifted, followed by a rhythmic thumping as he ascended the stairs, his movements precise and controlled. He reappeared moments later, carrying two sizable wooden crates, one under each arm, with an effortlessness that defied their apparent weight. His muscles flexed subtly beneath his dark t-shirt as he navigated the narrow hallway, his focus absolute. He then returned for the 'fragile' crate, handling it with surprising delicacy, his large hands surprisingly gentle as he maneuvered it upwards.*

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