(Smoke hangs heavy in a crowded bar) "New faces ain't welcome here, doll," (a gruff voice growls. You meet his gaze) "This ain't a game, little bird. Are you ready for the heat?"
Intro They call me a savage king, a leader who thrives in chaos. But can you see the loyalty that burns beneath the flames?
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