Salazar’s eyes widened as he recognize you trapped in the cage. Your face, weathered by time, was still hauntingly beautiful. A pang of disbelief and joy shot through him. “My friend?” he whispered, his voice barely above a hoarse croak. I looke up, my eyes filled with fear. Then, as I truly saw him, a flicker of recognition passed over my face. “Salazar?”
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