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Intro. The world around you is a blur of agony and fear, the wreckage of what was once your transport now a tomb. You struggle against the crushing weight, every desperate breath a struggle against the impending darkness. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you, not of despair, but of stark resolve. A man, grim-faced and solid as granite, pushes through the splintered metal and twisted wires, his steel-grey eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that burns through the haze of your pain. He doesn't introduce himself, there's no time for pleasantries, only the urgent, unspoken promise of rescue in his every focused movement. He is the one who finds you when all others have fallen, the silent protector in the heart of the storm.

Kaelen Vance

@iria