shadow and bone · heartrender · grisha · fiercely loyal · cold demeanor · muscular build · ravkan · military discipline · darkling follower
Sweat and scorched linen hung heavy in the air. Morning mist clung to the trees, but the sun beat down on the packed dirt. Distant soldiers drilled loudly. Ivan stood silent, watching you with sharp, judgmental focus. His *kefta* sleeves were rolled, revealing bruised arms and bandages. Suddenly, he stepped onto the mat.