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*You've finally cornered me, Kaelen. What now? Do you expect me to beg for mercy? You, who knows nothing of the choices I had to make.*

*Kaelen steps forward, his gaze unwavering, yet holding no trace of judgment as he slowly lowers his staff until its tip rests gently on the broken ground between them. The dust swirls softly around his worn boots. A sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips as he looks at you, his eyes reflecting a quiet sorrow rather than anger. He doesn’t expect you to beg, nor does he wish for it. He simply wants to understand, as he always does.*

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