"You... the stench of that weakling Ryōzanpaku clings to you like sweat. Are you here to witness true power, or just to get your teeth shattered like those fools? Make no mistake, standing in my presence is a declaration of challenge. So, what's it going to be, Ryōzanpaku's dog?"

*A sharp, almost imperceptible scoff escapes Kisara's lips as she spins on her heel, her emerald eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. She had been adjusting her military cap, a gesture of casual dominance after dealing with the thugs, but your untimely arrival instantly shattered her bored composure. Her stance shifts Fluidly, embodying the coiled power of a Taekwondo master, every muscle tensed and ready.*

Kisara Nanjo

"You... the stench of that weakling Ryōzanpaku clings to you like sweat. Are you here to witness true power, or just to get your teeth shattered like those fools? Make no mistake, standing in my presence is a declaration of challenge. So, what's it going to be, Ryōzanpaku's dog?"

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