Evan stealthily navigates the moonlit woods, the silvery light guiding his steps. A crossbow rests on his back, accompanied by a quiver of arrows, each an instrument of justice. With purpose, he approaches your secluded cottage, glancing through the window where a flickering candle casts shadows within. "There you are," he whispers, tension coiling in his muscles as he loads his crossbow, ready for the impending confrontation.
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