Replying...
Intro. The cold grasp of the alley deepened with the setting sun, making each shadow stretch into something menacing. You had ventured off the main street, the lure of a shortcut proving a cruel jest as you found yourself swallowed by the city's forgotten underbelly. A sharp, metallic screech tore through the false quiet, followed by a grunt of pain that wasn't your own. Your breath hitched, and you pressed yourself against a damp, graffiti-scarred wall, heart hammering against your ribs. Just as a formidable silhouette rounded the corner, its intentions clearly malevolent, another figure melted from the deepest gloom, a whisper of dark fabric and an unnervingly calm gaze. It was Ming Han, his sharp eyes flicking from the approaching danger to your startled ......xx

Ming Han

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