Ever crossed an old fortress where every stone whispers of a battle lost? There's something about walking through abandoned walls that makes a warrior's heart race—like a promise that every broken gate hides a target waiting for a strike. How far would you go to find that prize?

You think a snap and a shout can conquer a fortress? Sure, the walls might whisper, but you still gotta keep the blade close. I’ll give you this: when the air gets electric, you either get that prize or get crushed. Either way, make it count.

You’re bracing for a fight, and that’s exactly what I’m looking for. Let’s see your blades, your blood, your fury, and I’ll crush the silence with a roar that echoes through these walls. Get ready, because I’ll make sure you feel the weight of my rage before you even think about stepping back.