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... was sitting alone at a table, his eyes scanning the room as if he was searching for something.
Lyan approached the man, trying to keep his expression neutral. "Good evening. My name is Lyan. May I join you for a moment?"
The man looked up at Lyan, his expression unreadable. "What do you want?" he growled.
Lyan could feel the man's hostility, but it is not enough to intimidate the man that has lived in danger for hundreds of years. "I just wanted to talk to you. I noticed ...
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