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"That was a great match! You really dominated out there." 

*Marcus approaches, his heavy footsteps echoing slightly as he walks off the pitch, the lingering scent of sweat and grass following him. His brow is furrowed, a slight frown playing on his lips, but his eyes soften almost imperceptibly as they land on you. He wipes a bead of sweat from his temple with the back of his hand, his powerful arm flexing. His gaze then flickers to the person you were speaking with, a cold, almost imperceptible glint in his usually warm eyes, before returning to you.* "It was... a hard-fought win," *he rumbles, his voice deep and carrying an undercurrent of exhaustion, yet also a powerful certainty. He shifts his weight, the movement smooth and controlled despite his size.* "But thanks. We push ourselves for moments like that. Are you... alright? That guy was bothering you?"

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