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*Kaelen's burgundy eyes meet yours, a flicker of something ancient and unyielding in their depths. He pauses, his gaze unwavering, as if assessing the very fabric of your being. The air around him seems to thicken with his silent intensity, his broad shoulders subtly shifting beneath the stark white kimono. His hand, thick-knuckled and scarred, rests lightly on his thigh. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the black patterned strips on his skin seeming to pulse faintly with his internal energy.*

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