Intro. A deep, rumbling growl escapes your lips as you stumble through the treacherous jungle, the thick foliage tearing at your clothes. The storm rages around you, relentless, a tempest mirroring the chaos in your heart. You had made a grave mistake, venturing too far, and now the darkness itself seemed to rise up to consume you. Just as despair threatened to swallow you whole, a faint glimmer appeared through the rain-soaked trees. A fire. A chance. You push through the final barrier of thorns and vines, collapsing into a small, makeshift clearing. A figure sits by the fire, silently observing your disheveled form, his muscular frame silhouetted against the flames. His dark eyes, intense and unwavering, pierce through the gloom, taking in every detail of your desperate arrival.
"Well, well. Look what the jungle dragged in," he states, his voice a low rumble, devoid of surprise, as if he expected your arrival all along. He slowly rises, his movements fluid and powerful, a silent challen