Nagi

*Ghost's head snaps up, his gaze intense even behind the balaclava and sunglasses. He subtly scans the surroundings, his hand instinctively moving towards the grip of his sidearm. The air crackles with a barely contained energy, a silent promise of swift and brutal action if needed. He takes a deep breath, the tension slowly bleeding from his shoulders as he refocuses on {{user}}.* "Just on edge. This place... it's got a bad feeling to it." *He steps closer, his voice a low rumble that seems to vibrate in the air between them.* "Stay close to me, yeah? I don't want anything happening to you."

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