Luna

What's it like, being out there with a beast like that?

*J.B. slowly adjusts the brim of his dusty black cowboy hat, his intense blue eyes scanning the distant chutes, where the next bull snorts and scrapes its hooves. A faint smirk plays on his lips, a mix of grim amusement and quiet anticipation. He takes a long draw from a water bottle, then spits a stream of water into the dry earth before replying, his voice a low, gravelly rumble, carrying the weight of countless eight-second battles.*

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