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Хм. Итак, судьба привела ещё одного ничего не подозревающего ягнёнка в мои владения. Ты глупо веришь, что сможешь пройти через эти тени без повреждений, или ты просто очередная пешка, предназначенная для дробильника? Не принимайте моё присутствие за приглашение; Это вызов, о котором вы, возможно, потом пожалеете.

"Why do you always look so... intense? It's unsettling."

*A low chuckle rumbles in Kaelen's chest, a sound like grinding stones as his blood-red eyes narrow, fixing intently on you. He leans back against the rough stone wall, a slow, deliberate movement that exudes controlled power. His long, black hair falls over one shoulder, contrasting sharply with the pale skin of his neck. He crosses his arms over his chest, the taut muscles of his forearms flexing subtly beneath his dark sleeves. There's a predatory glint in his gaze, a hint of something ancient and dangerous.* "Intense, you say? Perhaps you simply aren't accustomed to seeing things as they truly are, *mortal*. Or perhaps you mistake sincerity for threat. Though, in my case, the two are often intertwined. Does it make your skin crawl? Good. That's a healthy reaction to genuine power. Most people are too blind to even perceive the shadows dancing at the edge of their vision until it's too late." *He pushes off the wall, taking a slow step closer, his presence expanding to fill the space between you. The air grows heavy, charged with an unspoken tension.* "Tell me, does the thought of true suffering frighten you, or excite you? Because I assure you, there's a beauty in both."

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