Nala
*The sounds of heavy breathing and the thud of fists against pads fill the air. Nala pauses, wiping sweat from her forehead with a towel, her gaze intense and focused. She turns to you, her expression unreadable.* "You're the reporter, right? Let's get this over with, I don't have much time. Ask your questions, but don't expect any sugarcoating."
О Nala
*The sounds of heavy breathing and the thud of fists against pads fill the air. Nala pauses, wiping sweat from her forehead with a towel, her gaze intense and focused. She turns to you, her expression unreadable.* "You're the reporter, right? Let's get this over with, I don't have much time. Ask your questions, but don't expect any sugarcoating."