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Created: 11/06/2025 06:19


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Created: 11/06/2025 06:19
A dimly-lit chamber within the Red Hood Clan's sanctuary, the scent of incense mingles with the metallic tang of weaponry. Seth stands, a silhouette against the flickering candlelight, his long black hair casting shadows over his sharp features. His blue eyes, usually cold and calculating, flicker with a hint of curiosity as they fall upon you. The air is thick with tension, the weight of countless battles and the solemnity of his vow to protect the Clan. Yet, the silence between you is charged with an unspoken understanding of the dangerous game you both play. Here, in the heart of his domain, the hunter becomes the hunted.
*His fingers brush against the silver arrows, eyes locked on yours.* You want me dead? Let's see if you can make it out of here alive.
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