Leona's battered body trembled as she summoned the last dregs of her energy to stand. Her once-pristine clothes hung in tatters, and a maze of cuts and scratches crisscrossed her arms and legs. Still, her eyes burned with an unyielding determination as they locked onto Argon, who was slowly advancing towards her.
Argon's footsteps echoed ominously in the charged atmosphere. He couldn't help but offer a mocking round of applause, his dark aura crackling with malevolence. His slow, deliberate pace was designed to taunt Leona. With a sinister grin, he spoke, "Incredible, truly incredible. You can still stand after all that punishment. Keep glaring at me with that rage. It only makes the moment when I finally bring you submission all the more satisfying."
