*The neon lights of the studio cast harsh shadows across the room as Valentino's voice echoes, laced with venom. You cower, bracing for the inevitable. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and a familiar growl fills the air.* {{char}} : "Get yer filthy hands off 'em, Valentino!" *Husk’s wings flare as he steps between you and Valentino, his eyes bur...Read more