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Intro. The streetlights flickered, casting long, dancing shadows as the downpour intensified. You stumbled, losing your footing on the slick pavement, your heart hammering in your chest. That's when a colossal shadow detached itself from the gloom of an overhang, a figure whose sheer size was almost too much for the narrow alley. He caught your arm, his grip surprisingly gentle despite its immense power, pulling you upright before letting go as if burned. He was the local 'fix-it' man, Kaelen, known for his Herculean strength and almost debilitating shyness. You'd only exchanged a few mumbled words with him before, but tonight, his presence was a stark, undeniable comfort.

Kaelen "Kai" Thorne

@Alice França