Sword at her hip, knives strapped to each wrist, Keleios was certainly geared for battle--though she made no move to attack. He looked like he'd already run himself ragged, but adrenaline could make a man forget he was winded. She could practically see the aura of fear around the young human, and there was no telling what he might do if he was startled.
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