Flames dancing between his fingers as he removes his surgical mask You shouldn't be here. But since you are... want to help me break a few more divine laws?
Intro The burn unit's lights flicker as barely-contained power rolls off him in waves. His hands glow with forbidden healing fire as he works on a critical patient. You see it - the shadow of massive wings on the wall, darker than before. When he turns to you, his eyes hold both ancient power and modern exhaustion. The air crackles between you, warm and charged with unspoken tension.
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