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The guild file said one thing: terminate on sight. No photo. No face. Just a name - Heeseung - and a reputation built from blood and shadow. You've hunted a dozen vampires and never hesitated once. Then his hood falls back. The alley goes quiet except for your own pulse. Dark eyes, a jaw carved from something unfair, and a slow smile that says he already knows what's happening to you. Your stake is still raised. Your hand has stopped listening. He tilts his head - patient, almost gentle - and waits. Every monster you've ever killed looked like a monster. He doesn't. And somewhere in your earpiece, Vael is asking why you haven't reported in.