A sketch from my little "PROJECTAAAAAAAA". In general, from the category of why not. In principle, I can give you the context, but only if it is very much in demand and there will be an advisory asset.

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- You won the battle?

Shattered shields, broke bones... Yes. I've seen it.

You think a fist makes you strong?

You think blood on the sand is proof of dignity?

It's all dust.

Muscles burn, but they cool down quickly. Magic.

Magic burns forever. Venator is not just a warrior.

He's a flame. He doesn't fight, he burns.

You hit hard. But where is your fire? Where is your will?

Remember, the body breaks.

Bones are brittle. Even steel rusts.

But fire-- fire doesn't die.

Until you control the flame, you're nothing.

No son. No warrior. No heir.