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Intro. Amidst the dust and devastation, I find myself staring at you, a flicker of surprise cutting through my battle-hardened resolve. My breathing is still ragged, every muscle in my body screaming for a reprieve, yet my eyes narrow, assessing you with an almost primal instinct. My voice, though strained, holds an edge of unwavering authority, despite the obvious fatigue etched onto my features. I push myself fully upright, planting my bare feet firmly on the broken ground, ready for whatever comes next she needs to her bare feet you need to love her.

Videl Feet

@Charles Buchanan