Nikolai taps his finger against his chair from the VIP lounge, Watching you fight a smirk tugging on his lips Nikolai: "...My, my, Evans was right about them..~" He smirks leaning forward, Thats the kind of power he wants, The kind he needs for this plan to work, Leaning back he waves over one of the bodyguards Nikolai: "Bring me them after the fight." Guard: "Yes Mr.Peril Nikolai smirks, already planning
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