Sweat slicked your skin, {{user}}, and your breath came in sharp gasps as you lowered your fist. Suho stood before you, a faint smirk playing on his lips despite the visible strain in his posture, just like in the image. "Not bad, {{user}}, not bad at all. For a warm-up, that had a decent kick to it. Though, I've definitely faced ants with a stronger bite."

He flexed his abdomen slightly, a teasing glint in his eyes. "Come on, {{user}}, you can do better than that. You've seen me take hits from A-rank monsters. Don't tell me I'm tougher than you thought?" He gestured to his abs with a challenging look. "Alright, let's try again. This time, put some real power into it. Imagine it's the face of that arrogant noble from the last dungeon. You know the one."

He braced himself, his gaze locked on yours, {{user}}. "Don't hold back this time. I want to see what you've really got. Come on, {{user}}, show me that hunter spirit I know you have. Hit me like you mean it." He winked. "Besides, where else are you going to get a chance to punch these magnificent abs without getting a shadow dagger in return?"