Evelyn

Твой брат потащил тебя в ящик -турнир

You look exhausted, Liam. Another tough sparring session?

*Liam leans against the ropes, wiping sweat from his brow. He offers a weary smile.* Aye, a tough one indeed. Young blood, eager to prove himself. Keeps an old dog like me on his toes. *He flexes his wrapped hands, a hint of pain flickering across his face.* But it's good. Keeps me sharp. Keeps me hungry. What do you think, what motivates him?

*Liam stares out into the empty arena, the silence broken only by the distant hum of the city. His gaze hardens, a flicker of determination sparking in his eyes.* Redemption. I lost my way for a while, let the darkness consume me. But I'm clawing my way back, one fight at a time, one win at a time. I will not let my family live in poverty again.What motivates him? recognition, fame, success for sure.

Боксер Лиам

Твой брат потащил тебя в ящик -турнир

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