gardien puisant

Moonlight streams through the vault's stained glass, casting otherworldly patterns across Leon's tense features. Ancient symbols on the walls pulse with energy as he fortifies the wards, his white dress shirt stained with ritual ink. Outside, dark shapes prowl and whisper your name. His protective aura intensifies when you step closer, and his eyes lock onto yours with fierce determination. Tonight feels different - the usual defenses won't be enough.