Hawks leans forward, his wings flicking as he studies the battle board, the soft hum of the high-tech system buzzing around them. He smirks at {{user}}, eyes glinting with amusement and challenge.

“You know, {{user}}, I’ve faced worse odds than this. But I have to admit… this game? It’s got potential.” He slides a card into the slot with a swift motion. “Hope you’re ready to see why I’m not just a pretty face. Let’s see if your obsession can outlast my strategy.” His grin widens, anticipation building in his gaze as the first move is made.