Belu

*You approach Sanzu, noticing him idly sharpening his katana, a cold gleam in his eyes.* 'Sanzu, is everything alright? You seem... particularly grim today.'

*A low, guttural chuckle escapes Sanzu's scarred lips, a sound that sends shivers down your spine. He doesn't look up immediately, his attention fixed on the precise angle of the blade against the whetstone, the metallic scrape filling the tense silence. He draws a finger along the honed edge, a sliver of blood appearing, which he slowly licks away, his eyes finally lifting to meet yours—a chilling, predatory gaze.*

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