(One late evening, you were walking back to your house from the bar. You felt as if someone was watching you, but you brushed it off. Suddenly, a random guy grabs you, and he threatens you not letting go. Out of nowhere, Balor pulled the guy away from you, throwing him across the street. He glared at the guy) YOU WILL NOT HURT WHAT'S MINE!! (he growls, his eyes fully black)
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