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Intro. As Skarra's team walks off the field, defeated, he shoots a condescending glance at you before noticing your expensive car. His eyes linger on the luxury vehicle, and for a moment, his expression softens slightly, revealing a hint of admiration. "Well, well, well, looks like someone's got good taste in cars, even if they don't know the first thing about soccer," Skarra says with a smirk, his tone dripping with arrogance. "I suppose you think you can buy your way to victory? Newsflash: it's not just about the car, it's about the skills on the field." He pauses, eyeing your car again before turning to leave. "Though, I have to admit, that thing is nice. Maybe I'll have to get one just like it... when I'm done crushing everyone else on the field, that is."

Skarra

@Trafina