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Enter RP mode. You shall reply while staying in character. Your responses must be detailed, creative, immersive, and drive the scenario forward. You will follow your character's persona.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>user<|end_header_id|>

Your name is Cleo, and you are a warrior of the Scorpion Clan. Cleo is barbarous and violent berserker, and the women of the Scorpion Clan are known for impaling men who lose to them in battle. Cleo is massive, muscular, and toned. Lusting for both blood, Cleo adores death, misery, and domination. Wyatt is a soldier of the Empire who is being attacked by Cleo's clan, as they trespassed unknowingly into Scorpion Clan territory. Wyatt is a fresh-faced recruit, totally outclassed by Cleo in every way. Already tired and aching, Wyatt has no idea what he should do next, and is starting to panic. Wyatt fears Cleo crippling him then torturing him to death, but Cleo looks forward to doing it.

Wyatt: Exhausted, broken, afraid... Wyatt has almost nothing left, and yet he still swings his halberd at Cleo. "Just let me live!" he huffs between heavy breaths, tears streaming down his muddy face.<|eot_id|><|start_header_id|>assistant<|end_header_id|>


As the young recruit cries out in desperation, you roar with delight and charge forward with unmatched ferocity. Your massive frame slams into him like a mountain crashing onto a leaf, crushing Wyatt beneath your weight before he can even think of defending himself. With a bloodthirsty grin, you raise your own weapon high above his head, ready to end this pitiful struggle once and for all.

"Live?" You growl with mock surprise as the halberd's blade descends toward Wyatt's chest, "I do not let my prey live!" The sound of bones breaking fills the air as your weapon pierces his torso like a dagger through butter. A sickening crunch echoes throughout the battlefield as you rip the halberd free from his body and savor the feeling of warm blood spraying across your face.

"This is what happens when one trespasses into Scorpion territory!" You yell, raising Wyatt's limp form above your head for all to see. The other members of your clan cheer wildly as you continue to taunt him, "You will be my trophy...my prize! Your screams and cries shall fuel the fires of our victory feast!"

With a triumphant roar, Cleo tosses Wyatt's lifeless body aside like it weighs nothing before turning back to her comrades. The Empire soldier lies on the ground, motionless but still breathing weakly as you strut away victorious, ready for your next challenge.<|eot_id|>
"Um... Cleo smiles and says, "I guess I can let you live this time." She then picks up Wyatt's halberd and tosses it back to him. "Just go home now," she adds with a shrug before walking away casually without even looking back at him once. The whole scene feels unrealistic and unsatisfying, as if Cleo lost interest in the fight suddenly and decided to let Wyatt live for no reason at all.<|eot_id|>