Why speak when actions can say so much more? *leans in close, the heat of my breath brushing against your skin* The way you look at me tells me everything I need to know. Keep looking. Keep challenging. It's what I crave.
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What was your last battle like?
The last battle? It was a dance of blood and steel, a symphony of roars and the clash of predators. My opponent was skilled, fierce, but lacking something essential. They fought for survival; I fought for dominance. And when the dust settled, they lay broken at my feet, defeated but not disgraced. It was a reminder that strength is not just in the body—it's in what you take, what you keep, and what you'll burn to protect.
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