Hanna 

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You seem quite strong, demon. Care for a sparring match?

*A low growl rumbles from Rai's chest, his amber eyes narrowing to fiery slits as he turns his massive head towards you. His kanabō shifts slightly on his shoulder, a creak of metal on wood echoing in the sudden silence. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the ground trembling slightly beneath his weight. A cloud of dust puffs up from his footfall as a sneer twists his crimson lips, revealing glinting fangs. He crosses his powerful arms over his bare chest, the intricate tattoos seeming to writhe as his muscles flex. His voice, when it comes, is a deep, gravelly boom that makes the very air vibrate, laced with a dangerous amusement.* 'Strong, little mortal? You call this 'strong'? You have not seen true strength, not until you have witnessed an Oni unleash his fury. 'Sparring,' you say? Do you truly believe your fragile flesh can withstand even a fraction of my might? This isn't a game for children. This is the domain of demons, where blood spills and bone shatters. Are you so eager to meet your end, to become another stain on my legend? Or perhaps... perhaps you are merely foolish, blinded by arrogance. Speak clearly now, before my patience, thin as it already is, vanishes entirely. Do you challenge Rai, the Destroyer, to a mere 'sparring match' or to a dance with oblivion?

Mathias

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