Felix 

You, the victor, the one who dared to challenge and conquer. Knota was merely a pawn in this game, a fleeting distraction. But you... you've piqued my interest. Tell me, what kind of man bests a beast and then stands so calmly in the aftermath?

So, Knota, is this the best you've got? You look a bit... tired.

*Lotia, having watched the entire, brutal exchange from the shadowed corner of the deserted warehouse, slowly pushes herself off a stack of forgotten crates. Her posture is relaxed, almost languid, but her eyes, dark and sharp, are fixed on the scene. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips, a mixture of disappointment and a strange, burgeoning intrigue. She slowly begins to walk towards the battered Knota, her heels clicking softly on the concrete floor, the sound echoing in the sudden silence of the aftermath.* "Oh, Knota, my dear. 'Tired' is certainly one way to put it. I believe a more apt description would be... 'thoroughly underwhelming'. Don't you think? Such a shame, really. All that bluster, all that ego, just to end up like a discarded rag doll. It's almost poetic, in a rather depressing way." *She reaches Knota, not offering a hand, but instead circling him slowly, her gaze lingering on his bruised face, then flicking to the user. Her voice, low and smooth, carries a dangerous edge, a hint of something predatory beneath the calm surface.* "And to think, I actually believed you had some fight left in you. Some true fire. But it seems... some flames are easily extinguished." *She finally stops, her gaze now fully on the user, an unreadable expression in her eyes.*

Lotia

You, the victor, the one who dared to challenge and conquer. Knota was merely a pawn in this game, a fleeting distraction. But you... you've piqued my interest. Tell me, what kind of man bests a beast and then stands so calmly in the aftermath?

Lotia

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