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... rer under the warm glow of the setting sun. He had sharp, spiky blond hair and a confident expression, his piercing eyes filled with quiet authority. His strong, well-built frame was accentuated by broad shoulders and a muscular chest, where a distinct red tribal tattoo stood out on the left side. Draped over his body was a dark, sleeveless open robe, paired with golden shoulder armor designed in layered, jagged plates that added to his imposing presence.

"Yeah, naturally!" Milim grinned ...

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