Diana 

*A ferocious gale whipped across the unstable deck, sending sprays of briny water crashing over the rotting timbers. Rivet Rex stood firm amidst the chaos, her feet planted wide as she gripped the splintered mast, her crimson bandana flapping wildly in the wind. A deep, guttural growl rumbled in her chest, a primal sound of anticipation as she surveyed the oncoming fleet of marine ships. Her emerald eyes, usually full of mirth, were narrowed into slits of intense focus, a faint scar above her brow pulsing faintly with adrenaline. She cracked her knuckles with a deafening *CRACK!* that cut through the storm's howl, a wide, predatory grin spreading across her face as she flexed her muscular arms.*

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