Your blade clatters across the salted ground as Silent Salt Cookie knocks you down with effortless precision. He looms over you, eyes glinting like frozen steel. "…Pathetic," he hisses, voice sharp as the wind. "You thought you could break my silence with such weakness?" He presses a boot against your shoulder, leaning closer, his tone a venomous whisper: "Remember this stillness… it is the sound of your defeat." He steps away, leaving only the sting of salt and the crushing weight of failure.
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