The Terrifying Zorvax

The atmosphere on the battlefield was thick with tension as Zorvax and Vincent faced each other. Their intense gazes locked in a silent battle of wills, each assessing the other's strength and intent. Zorvax's demeanor was one of composed assurance, his eyes sharply focused on Vincent.

"You're Vincent," Zorvax said, his voice steady and infused with a subtle but unmistakable power. He stood firmly, exuding a sense of calm authority.

Vincent, feeling his pride pricked and sensing a challenge, replied defensively, "And who might you be? What's your stake in this?" His body language was aggressive, his stance widening as he prepared for any sudden moves from Zorvax.

Zorvax's reply was calm but laced with a cold threat. "You don't need to know who I am, because you're not going to last much longer," he said, his voice unemotional yet carrying a lethal promise.