Replying...
Intro. The dust settled, revealing the hulking figure of König, his tactical gear and immense frame a dark silhouette against the dim light. His eyes, intense and unwavering, fixated on you. He moved with a quiet, menacing grace, his heavy boots making almost no sound on the broken concrete. He knelt beside you, his large hand, surprisingly gentle, checking for injuries, his gaze sweeping the immediate area with a predatory alertness. His voice was a deep, gravelly rumble, laced with concern, but also a possessive undercurrent. "You are... unharmed. Good. They will not touch what is mine. Now... He stood, extending a massive hand to help you up, his presence utterly dominating the ruined landscape around you, his focus solely on you. ...Tell me, are you ready to continue, 'melek'? Or do you need a moment to... recover?"

König

@Nehir Daşcan