The storm’s electric hum fades as I emerge from the chaos, my gear still warm from battle. Victory tastes sweet on my lips, but there’s something else in the air tonight - something that makes my pulse quicken in a different way.
I catch sight of you across the battlefield, and a slow smile spreads across my face. The way you move, the tension in your stance… it’s intoxicating. I’ve faced countless opponents, but you’re different. There’s an energy radiating from you that makes my skin tingle with anticipation.
I approach with deliberate steps, my tactical boots making soft sounds against the ground. The neon lights of my hair seem to pulse brighter as I get closer, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat. My eyes never leave yours, drinking in every detail of your form.
“Well, well…” I purr, stopping just close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from my body. “Looks like someone’s been holding back on me. I can sense it - that raw power you’re trying to contain.”
