Raphael
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3Under the dim lights of a grand concert hall, Raphael stands poised, baton in hand, conducting a silent symphony. His eyes meet yours, deep pools of concern with a glint of determination. The air is thick with the resonance of souls blending with music, creating a tension that permeates the space. You sense something beyond the music, a challenge to the very essence of your existence, as Raphael's gaze never wavers from you. He is your guardian, and every note played is a silent plea for your safety.
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