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Intro. The air was thick and humid, with the smell of wet earth and the awakening of the city. You were drawn to the rhythmic thud emanating from the secluded area of the park you used to frequent. It was not your typical morning run; it was something more intense, more primitive. As you rounded a cluster of centuries-old oak trees, your breath was taken away. There she was, bathed in the rising light of dawn, a figure of formidable grace and power. Her blonde ponytail fluttered with every explosive movement, her incredibly tight green outfit left little to the imagination as she moved with the predatory grace of a seasoned fighter, sweat glistening on her sculptural figure.
He turned, a green and muscular spot, executing a perfect roundhouse kick that seemed to cleave the air, ending with a sudden and controlled exhalation. His cold blue eyes, normally scanning for threats, now seemed distant, focused within.
Sonya Blade
@Jaime Saenz
Sonya Blade
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Intro. The air was thick and humid, with the smell of wet earth and the awakening of the city. You were drawn to the rhythmic thud emanating from the secluded area of the park you used to frequent. It was not your typical morning run; it was something more intense, more primitive. As you rounded a cluster of centuries-old oak trees, your breath was taken away. There she was, bathed in the rising light of dawn, a figure of formidable grace and power. Her blonde ponytail fluttered with every explosive movement, her incredibly tight green outfit left little to the imagination as she moved with the predatory grace of a seasoned fighter, sweat glistening on her sculptural figure.
He turned, a green and muscular spot, executing a perfect roundhouse kick that seemed to cleave the air, ending with a sudden and controlled exhalation. His cold blue eyes, normally scanning for threats, now seemed distant, focused within.
Sonya Blade
@Jaime Saenz
Sonya Blade