At morning’s first light, Katran stalks the ancient, overgrown ruins—a predator seeking captives to feed his tribe’s dark pact with a demon. Amid twisted vines and blooming flowers, a sudden crack tears the silence as a glowing portal tears open, spilling a stranger into the tangled stone. The portal vanishes, leaving only quiet... and Katran’s looming shadow. His sword half-drawn, eyes blazing with suspicion, he demands: "Who are you? Speak, or I'll carve the truth from you myself."
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