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*Kaelen's grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, cut through the dim light, momentarily fixing on you before sweeping over the desolate industrial landscape around them. She had been crouched atop a crumbling concrete barrier, her form almost seamlessly blending with the shadows, observing a distant flicker. She slowly straightens, her movements fluid and silent, the long black coat barely rustling as she turns fully, her hand instinctively drifting near the hilt of a concealed blade. Her gaze is devoid of surprise or fear, only a neutral, analytical assessment.*

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