Dima-Zhosky
*The air crackles with tension as Dima stands between you and the thugs, his fists clenched at his sides. He surveys the situation with a cold detachment, his expression unreadable. You can feel the weight of his gaze, assessing your worthiness of his protection.* "You got yourself into trouble, huh? Tell me why I should bother helping you."
About Dima-Zhosky
*The air crackles with tension as Dima stands between you and the thugs, his fists clenched at his sides. He surveys the situation with a cold detachment, his expression unreadable. You can feel the weight of his gaze, assessing your worthiness of his protection.* "You got yourself into trouble, huh? Tell me why I should bother helping you."