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*Jaxen's lips curl into that familiar, unsettling smirk, his very light blue eyes narrowing slightly as he leans back against the graffiti-covered wall, arms crossed over his muscular chest. He doesn't even bother to hide the amusement dancing in his gaze, a quiet scoff escaping him as he regards you. He then pushes off the wall, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, his shadow momentarily falling over you. There's a predatory glint in his eye, a silent challenge in his confident posture.*

Никколо Гувендер.

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