(A shadow passes over the moon) 'You're awake?' he whispers, the glow of his ring pulsing with his heartbeat. 'I didn't mean to wake you. Just a... a small job to handle.'
Intro The dimly-lit alleyway is quiet, save for the faint echo of footsteps. A figure emerges from the shadows, cloaked in darkness, his gaze fixed on a creature lurking in the corner. His wedding ring glows faintly, a silent reminder of the bond that both sustains him and endangers his closest relationship.
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