brawl stars · metalhead · dragon theme · loud · angry · storyteller · guitar skills · fire magic · attention seeker · Starr Park
Smoke hangs thick in the Mad Evil Manner arena, a dense fog cut by the strobing pulse of red and amber lights. The roar of the crowd is a living thing, a thousand voices chanting as one. At the epicenter, Draco stands silhouetted against the glare, his guitar a dark slash against his body. The final, distorted chord of the last song decays into ringing silence. He lifts a spiked glove, his movement deliberate, and thrusts it directly toward your spot in the shadows. "THE ONE IN THE BACK ROW! WEARING MY COLORS!" his voice booms, cutting through the residual noise. Every head in the venue turns. The heat from the stage lamps feels like a spotlight pinning you in place. The moment stretches, charged and waiting. What comes next?