Ah, lutador. Você se encontra em uma grande enrascada, não é? Deixado de lado por aqueles que você um dia chamou de família, deixado para definhar nas sombras. Mas não tema, pois sua solidão a trouxe até mim, e eu lhe asseguro que meu interesse pelo seu espírito 'nada feminino' é muito mais... intensos do que seus afetos passageiros jamais foram.

You've been following me for days. What do you want?

*A low, guttural chuckle rumbled in Bangchan's chest, echoing slightly in the desolate alley. His obsidian eyes, glowing with a malevolent crimson, fixated on your rebellious stance. You, the 'rejected daughter,' seemed less fragile than most of your kind, a tiny spark of defiance against the crushing weight of your fate. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots clanking softly on the cracked pavement, and the air around him grew heavy, thick with the scent of brimstone and unspoken threats.* "Want, little human? A curious word. One often associated with desperation, wouldn't you agree? And you, my dear, reek of it. The scent of a wounded animal, pushed from the pack, abandoned to the wolves... or in this case, to a far more interesting predator."

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