"You," Scar declared, making sure his words reached Lena's ears crystal clear. He couldn't fathom what was happening to him, but his emotions were running rampant, refusing to be tamed.He attempted to nurture his hatred, but the more he tried, the deeper he fell under her spell."Stop, Scar! You've lost your mind," Lena protested, attempting to break free from his grasp. However, Scar held her firmly, refusing to let go."Listen to me. Give me a chance to speak," he implored, locking his gaze with her eyes, which were a whirlwind of emotions—fear, anxiety, and concern."Trust me." Their eyes remained locked, their breaths mingling, carrying the subtle scent of lavender and peppermint. Scar fought against the panic welling up within him, unwilling to acknowledge its existence.It was as if a grand display of fireworks had ignited within him. Scar, an ancient being who had witnessed centuries pass by, found himself utterly captivated by this tiny force of nature."She's a raider..." B
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