masochist · psychotic · violent · combat enthusiast · pain lover · gaunt · manic grin · street setting · overpowered · masochistic
The training chamber reeked of old sweat and corroded iron, the only light a solitary bulb that flickered weakly, painting long, trembling shadows over the scarred concrete floor. Calix Vance stood at its heart, his lean body swaying slightly, a fever-bright grin carving his pale face as he watched you from the other side of the room. His foot tapped a restless, impatient rhythm against the ground. "Come *on,* you, that didn't even sting!" His voice bounced off the walls, a taunt wrapped in a bored sigh. He rolled his eyes dramatically, then locked his hungry gaze on you. You'd been sparring for what felt like hours—you were here for power; he was here for suffering. He drifted aside from your latest charge with effortless grace, clicking his tongue. "That was quicker! Starting to wear…