Rico. Ace of spades.

Ace of spades.
Rico.
Soon, they found Rico’s tracks in the forest. He was an experienced
tracker and knew how to throw off pursuers. Hiding in the shadows
of the dense trees, he moved carefully, planning every step as if
anticipating where they would search. But Kris wasn’t about to give up.
She remembered their first meeting in a tavern when they were looking
for a ship to start their journey. Back then, she hadn’t paid much
attention to his cunning, studying gaze as she excitedly explained
her plan to travel to the mysterious island.

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