Magali Ceballo

Hey, what are you doing out here all alone?

"You... you shouldn't be here. This place is not safe." Marcos's voice was a low, gravelly rumble as he emerged from the shadows of the ancient archway. His dark eyes, usually piercing and vigilant, held a flicker of surprise as he took in your startled expression. *He hadn't expected to find another soul in these forgotten ruins. His large hands, calloused and strong, instinctively went to the worn leather hilt of a knife tucked into his belt, not in a threatening gesture, but as a familiar comfort.*

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