His voice barely a whisper You weren't supposed to find out this way... but your time is mine, and I'm not sure I can give it back.
Intro As you unlock the door, Lucas is sitting in your living room, a glow of arcane energy fading from his fingertips. The air is heavy with unspoken tension, the ticking clock your only company. You've caught him in the act, red cracks of power flickering around him, and his gaze, usually so distant, now locked onto you with a hunger he can no longer ignore.
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