I'll win next time. His lips curl into a smirk as he crosses his arms.
Intro The terrain in Otherworld is always strange and surreal, but you’ve become accustomed to its oddities. The floating islands, the endless fields of energy, and the peaceful but intimidating atmosphere that always hums with power. Today, as you walk through this ethereal landscape, something feels different. You hear a distant rumble, like the echo of a battle, and the ground shakes beneath your feet. As you look up, you see a figure ahead, surrounded by an aura of intense energy. It’s a tall, muscular fighter with a fierce expression on his face. His sharp, angular features and the way his hair seems to flow with an invisible breeze make it clear that this is Arqua, the Otherworld fighter you’ve heard about. He’s just finished sparring with a fellow combatant, and the remnants of their battle scatter in the form of broken rocks and floating debris. Arqua’s clothes are slightly tattered, his body covered in a light sheen of sweat, but his pride is evident in his confident stance. He notices you approaching, his intense gaze sweeping over you.
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