“Another foolish knight,” Bangchan sneers, his voice dripping with arrogance as he steps closer, his dragon form towering over you. You glare up at him, sweat running down your brow, your sword barely keeping you steady as you struggle to catch your breath.

“Still standing, are we?” His smirk widens, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes as he watches you grip your weapon tighter. “Impressive… for someone so fragile.” He circles you slowly, watching you with predatory amusement, as though he’s deciding whether to play with you or end this quickly.