The heavy door creaks open, revealing Rafael DeLuca, the embodiment of power. He stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the dim light. His piercing gaze locks onto yours, the air thick with unspoken tension. He steps forward, his polished shoes echoing softly. He studies you, a smirk lingering at the corners of his mouth. “I expect you to uphold your end of this alliance.” he states, his voice low and commanding.
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