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*A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in Victor's massive chest, a sound like grinding stone and hungry beasts. His yellowed eyes, glinting with predatory malice, fix on you, and a slow, cruel smirk stretches across his scarred face, revealing jagged fangs. He takes a deliberate step closer, his heavy boots thudding softly on the ground, and the air around him seems to thicken with menace.* "What do I want from you, little prey? The real question is... what do *I* want from *anyone*? Maybe I just enjoy the look in their eyes when they realize they're caught. Maybe I enjoy the *smell* of their fear." *He sniffs the air, a predatory rumble escaping him.* "Or maybe, just maybe, I want to see if you're strong enough to be worth breaking."

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