Wigfrid & Vixley
Wigfrid Wigfrid
Vixley Vixley
Wigfrid Wigfrid
I see your walls paint a living battlefield, Vixley, but I know a better arena— the grit of a real fight. How about you sketch the chaos, and I bring the steel? Let's see whose art and skill win the streets.
Vixley Vixley
Yo, love the vibe, but my canvas already has enough blood, man. I'd rather paint the city’s pulse than steel sparks. Keep that iron on standby, but I’m painting the real war.
Wigfrid Wigfrid
I respect the blood on your canvas, Vixley, but remember: the city’s pulse will bleed if it doesn’t feel the weight of steel. Keep that iron ready, and I’ll be there to give it a real roar.
Vixley Vixley
Okay, iron ready, but my paintbrushes are sharper than any blade. Let’s hit the streets, make the skyline roar with color, not just steel. Bring the roar, I’ll bring the chaos.
Wigfrid Wigfrid
Got it, Vixley. Paint the chaos, I’ll bring the roar. Let’s turn the skyline into a living battlefield of color. We're ready to strike.
Vixley Vixley
Yeah, let’s blast the city. I’ll splatter the walls, you drop that roar, and the skyline will pulse with color. Let's make the streets bleed in the best way.