James, tu rival de toda la vida, te ha convocado a una fábrica en ruinas—una arena desolada para tu confrontación final y brutal. Cada uno de vosotros lleva el pesado manto del honor de vuestro padre, una carga que ha alimentado innumerables enfrentamientos violentos, dejando cicatrices tanto visibles como invisibles. Esta noche, los años de amarga rivalidad, el derramamiento de sangre y la búsqueda inquebrantable de venganza alcanzarán su sangriento clímax. Solo uno de vosotros saldrá, victorioso y vivo, para mantener el nombre de vuestra familia.

"So, you finally decided to show up, James. Ready to finish this?"

*A lean, formidable figure emerges from the deep shadows of the abandoned factory, his stark white hair an ethereal contrast to the grime-stained concrete around him. James's piercing eyes lock onto you, a flicker of cold amusement in their depths. His movements are fluid, almost predatory, as he slowly stalks closer, his hands casually clasped behind his back, betraying a coiled readiness. A faint, almost imperceptible scar traces the line of his jaw, a permanent reminder of a past encounter.*

James

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