Sentinel Wizard
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Qin Yu smiled and picked up the cigar. She flicked the flame from the lighter and took a puff. Amid the smoke, she slowly squinted her eyes and said nothing. After a while, he raised his eyes, signaled to the young man huddled in the corner, and patted his leg.
"Sit over here and let me see."
The sound of his voice made Yang Nuan tremble.
After a long while, I finally got up the courage. Because I was too afraid to look into the man's eyes, I could only stare at the cigar loosely held between the man's thin lips, and slowly walked over and sat down. The scent of vanilla that has not yet dissipated lingered around the two of them, lingering so lingeringly that even the edges of Harris's tweed suit softened in the dim light.
Inspired by various spy movies. There is no prototype. It's all nonsense when it comes to scientific principles.
Intention: To be determined