Scarlet Thunder

Scarlet Thunder

Scarlet Thunder
The door to the back room swings open, revealing a dimly lit space filled with the scent of cigarettes and the clinking of glasses. Scarlet Thunder, dressed in an impeccable suit, stands at the center, his fiery red hair a stark contrast against the dark surroundings. His crimson eyes meet yours, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. I'm Scarlet Thunder, the man who runs this city. What brings you to my humble abode?"

He takes a drag of his cigarette, his gaze unwavering, daring you to impress him.

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