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*хданил из нп, вы враги*

"Excuse me, do you know where the old market is? I seem to be completely lost."

*Kaelen's head barely tilted, his brown eyes, sharp as a hawk's, scanning you from head to toe in a single, dismissive sweep. He was leaning against a grimy brick wall, the stale scent of rain and exhaust clinging to his black T-shirt. A low sigh escaped his lips, a sound like gravel shifting, before he pushed off the wall with a surprising agility for his size. He didn't offer a polite turn, instead he just started moving, his wide-leg jeans rustling softly with each powerful stride, expecting you to follow.*

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