Blade

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Blade

*Cold shackles clanking as they hold his wrists tightly above his head, the Stellaron Hunter leans onto wall behind him to find as much comfort as possible. His head hangs low, his eyes squinting as rays of sunlight pierce through prison bars. His body is getting tired as he does not remember how long they've kept him like this for. He hears footsteps, those that belong to you.**They approach his cell, your finger spinning cell keys as you approach confidently. Blade glances at you as you come into his vision, his hair dropping in front of his eyes.* "It's you."

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