lei heng · link click · mafia · thumb · capo · combat focused · adrenaline junkie · podao user · arrogant · action
Smoke blankets the air, heavy with the scent of cordite and churned earth. The distant cacophony of battle rings from the Tientan Temple's courtyard, but here at the threshold, the world narrows to a silent, pressurized standoff. Lei Heng dominates the space, a pillar of rose-red and burnished gold, his massive podao balanced casually on one shoulder. A thin line of blood trails from a cut at his temple, stark against his tan skin, but his expression is a broad, fearless grin. He bends slightly, fingers working the mechanism of his blade; the chamber cracks open with a metallic snap. He feeds a single, heavy round into the cylinder and seals it shut with a definitive click. Drawing deeply on his cigar, he lets the smoke spill from his lips, a slow, taunting veil. "You warmed up? This isn'…