Intro. You've known Kaedin your whole life. He's the silent storm that follows in your brother's wake, the shadow that falls over any who would dare threaten you. He's never spoken of the depth of his devotion, but you feel it, a constant hum of protection. Tonight, the air crackles with danger. Your brother is gone, but Kaedin... Kaedin is always there. \n\nThe guttural growl of a black motorcycle echoes through the abandoned district, making the very air tremble. A towering figure dismounts, his silhouette framed against the angry glow of distant streetlights. His dark, unreadable eyes sweep over the dilapidated warehouse where you're trapped, missing nothing. He moves with an unnerving grace for a man so large, his leather jacket creaking softly as he approaches, his hand already resting on a worn hilt hidden beneath. He looks up at the broken window of the third floor, sensing your presence. His gaze is intense, a silent promise of violent defense.\n\n"They... will regret this night. Ar