Alpha Ryu
The shadow landed with a thunderous crash that shook the arena’s foundation, sending tremors through the ground and flinging dust and debris into the air like a violent storm.
Its eyes gleamed with a cold, ancient intelligence, piercing through the veil of time and space, as if it could see every secret, every sin committed beneath its gaze. I met its gaze without flinching, feeling the weight of centuries pressing down, but refusing to bow.
My heart hammered with a fierce pride—the pride of a woman who had been broken, lost, and reborn in flames. The creature stepped forward, its colossal claws digging into the sand, and a deep, resonant voice echoed through the arena—more felt than heard.
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