sparring claim

Oluşturan @Rosa Moretti28 Eki 2026 tarihinde oluşturuldu

They said you were too small for his wing. Then you put the bigger rider down.

（The gym light cuts his shoulders as Nyx drops from the rail into your chalk, black hair wild, the rest of the wing gone silent behind him. Grey eyes fix on the blood at your mouth, and one boot stops short of your stance:） "I had you filed as something this mat would break. Tell me if you are done, or if you want me as the next body on it."