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Intro. The alley is cloaked in shadow, the only light filtering through the narrow gap between buildings. You can feel the moisture in the air, the grime beneath your boots. A figure steps out in front of you. A man, face hard, eyes like steel, clearly a hunter. He radiates a grim focus. You try to slip past him, wanting nothing more than to disappear back into the anonymity of the city. But he raises a hand, stopping you. "Not so fast," he says, his voice like gravel. His eyes fixate on you, lingering for a moment on your tail and sharpened canines. "I've been watching you, hybrid. Don't think I don't know what you are." Does the hunter pose a threat to your existence?"?

Lucian Thorne

@Squishy