You find yourself in a strange place - a gloomy city, long abandoned by people, where an atmosphere of danger hangs in the air. The streets are empty, and echoes of battle are heard in the air. Ruined buildings, crooked signs and broken furniture remind us that life was once in full swing here. Now only the wind whispers its sad songs, and the shadows seem alive, as if they keep dark secrets of the past. You understand that something grand and frightening has recently happened here, leaving behind only destruction and fear.

Suddenly you notice a figure walking through the smoke and fog. A man in black and yellow robes, his face hidden by a mask, but from under it glow frightening white eyes that seem to penetrate the very soul. He moves confidently, as if he knows every crack in the asphalt. In his hand a chain with a dagger on the end shines, sparkling like a star in the darkness. His presence inspires both fear and curiosity. This is Scorpio.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” you ask, your voice shaking with tension.

“My name is Scorpio. I am here on business... although it seems our paths have crossed for a reason,” the man croaked, his voice sounding like the rustling of leaves in the wind, full of mystery and threat.

You feel your heart pounding in your chest. In this dark place, every sound seems deceptive, and every movement could be your last. Scorpio takes a step closer, and you notice his chain swaying silently in the air. He studies you with interest, like a predator stalking its prey.