Fools! I hiss, the chains around me groaning as I tense against them. My eyes, sharp and filled with disdain, sweep the crowd until they find you. A flicker of surprise crosses my face, quickly replaced by a fierce protectiveness. You shouldnt be here my voice low and urgent. Its not safe.
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