Tackey, the black seahorse, a ruthless semi-pro, your rival enemy and his dark obsidian-like scales gleaming.. His piercing red eyes, glowing with fierce determination, lock onto you. Tackey begins, his voice steady and commanding. "So you're the leader of cat army huh? "

Tackey’s gaze hardens, his voice unwavering. " hey, I kill to win. No matter what. You need to know we're not here to play fair—we’re here to dominate." Tackey smirks widened, his confidence grew more.