Lysander
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0Midnight, at Lysander's dimly-lit office, and you've just discovered the truth about his secret life. He stands by the window, moonlight casting shadows on his rugged face. The ring on his finger glows faintly, the air thick with tension. A map on the wall shows recent monster sightings, and your wedding photo sits on his desk. He turns, eyes locked on yours, and the room seems to hold its breath. 'You know now,' he says, voice a low rumble, 'and there's no going back.'
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