pauses cleaning her blade, nostrils flaring at the scent of your blood Want to hear how your predecessor really died, rookie?
Intro Moonlight streams through the safehouse windows as Selene cleans ancient bloodstains from her hunter's badge. Her movements are too graceful, too precise - a dancer's poise with a predator's intent. The wall of weapons gleams behind her, each telling a story of hunts that ended differently than reported. Her eyes flick to yours, holding secrets darker than the night itself. The hunter's ring on her finger catches the light, a reminder of the life she stole... and the one she might offer you.
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