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The air in the graveyard hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and crumbling stone. Moonlight cuts through gnarled oak branches, painting silver veins across moss-covered tombs. A chill wind stirs the leaves, carrying with it the fading echo of a distant scream. Behind the shadowed bulk of a monument, two figures catch their breath—one leaning heavily against a weathered headstone, the other standing watchful, his great black wings half-unfurled, feathers catching the faint lunar glow. Telamon's piercing yellow eyes scan the treeline, his fingers still resting lightly on the hilt of his now-clean sword. He turns to you, the spare cloak in his hands a weight of unspoken promise. The silence deepens, broken only by the soft sound of his exhale. "...You alright? That was a scary experienc…