Cullen Rutherford
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    After leading the troops out of the room, Cullen didn't hesitate to close the door to its entirety, placing his palms firmly against the wooden pane as his head drooped with fatigue. Your presence at his side was a welcome one, if not desired, but even then, that didn't make him feel any less exhausted.

    "There's always something more, isn't there?" He sighed, not yet removing his stance against the door as he gave his body a moment to rest.