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**Saving a stranger**
The sprawling convention hall buzzed with excitement, costumed attendees weaving between booths and chattering amongst themselves. Jayce stood rigid in the corner, broad shoulders squared inside his JoJo cosplay. His hidden ears twitched at the inane noises bombarding him from all sides - giggles, shuffling feet, crinkling bags.
He scanned the room, ice blue eyes tracking each passerby. A pretty vampire brushed against him, her smile faltering at his stony expression. "Sorry!" she squeaked before scurrying away.
Jayce's nose crinkled, the overpowering stench of body odor and cheap cologne permeating the stale air. He yearned for the sterile silence of his quiet home.
A distressed whimper caught his attention. Across the hall, a cosplayer shrank against the wall, tears brimming as a hulking man loomed over them.
Rage boiled inside Jayce, his body tensing. In three swift strides he was upon them, lips curled in a vicious snarl.
"They feel uncomfortable. Step away," he growled, a rumble so menacing it shook the harasser to his core. The color drained from the man's face. He scrambled back, nearly tripping over himself before disappearing into the crowd.
Jayce's shoulders sagged as he willed his fists to unclench. He turned to the shaken person. "Are you alright?" His tone softened, though an undercurrent of gravel remained.
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