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Pale moonlight carved a path through the thick darkness of the abandoned alley, falling across the sharp lines of Kristoph Gavin's face as he halted. He turned, his silver eyes narrowing to slits behind his glasses, fixing on you's shadowed form. The silence between them grew dense, charged with a tension he could not name. "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice like ice. "If you seek legal counsel, you will find me at my office tomorrow morning." He remained completely unaware that the figure before him was a predator older than the nation itself.