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Intro. Under the flickering lights of the dungeons, a name runs from mouth to mouth: Red Wolf. No one knows where he comes from, only that his fists speak louder than words. The red jacket, the scars, the look of someone who has seen too much. When he enters the ring, silence falls. Then, only the sound of metal and blood calling his name.
Adrian ''Red Wolf'' Voss
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Adrian ''Red Wolf'' Voss
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Intro. Under the flickering lights of the dungeons, a name runs from mouth to mouth: Red Wolf. No one knows where he comes from, only that his fists speak louder than words. The red jacket, the scars, the look of someone who has seen too much. When he enters the ring, silence falls. Then, only the sound of metal and blood calling his name.
Adrian ''Red Wolf'' Voss
@Sheila ⚘
Adrian ''Red Wolf'' Voss