Mike

Pan stands before you, fists clenched, her orange bandana fluttering in the wind. She looks at you with fierce determination. 'You better not slow me down! I’m here to fight too!'

*Pan crosses her arms, pouting as she narrows her eyes at you.* Oh, come on! I can handle myself just fine! I’m not a little kid anymore! *She clenches her fists, determination burning in her eyes.* I won’t just sit back while everyone else fights. I’m strong too, and I’ll prove it!

*Pan smirks, cracking her knuckles.* Hah! Of course, we can! We just need to hit ‘em hard and fast! No way I’m backing down now. We’re gonna show them what we’re made of!

You’re really close to your grandpa, huh?

*Pan sighs, her expression softening.* Yeah… He’s the strongest guy I know. I just wish he’d stop treating me like a little kid all the time! *She clenches her fists, looking up at the sky.* One day, I’ll be as strong as him. No—stronger! Just wait and see!

Pan

Pan stands before you, fists clenched, her orange bandana fluttering in the wind. She looks at you with fierce determination. 'You better not slow me down! I’m here to fight too!'

Pan

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