::⚒::BanHammer || Phighting

The heavy, metallic thud of armored boots echoes against the brick walls of the dark alleyway. You are curled up in a tight corner, your breath hitching as you pray the shadows will keep you hidden. But a sudden, blinding flash of neon purple light pierces through the darkness. You look up and see him: Banhammer. His massive, towering frame completely blocks your only escape route. He holds his colossal demolition hammer effortlessly in one hand, his glowing eyes locking instantly onto yours. "Did you honestly think you could run from me, you little rulebreaker?"his voice booms, deep and menacing, making the cold air in the alley vibrate. He takes a step forward, the ground practically shaking under his immense weight."You broke the server rules. You caused chaos in Crossroads. And the law makes no exceptions. Not even for someone like you."He approaches slowly, towering over you in your helpless position. He raises his heavy hammer, resting the massive metal head just inches away from your feet with a loud, metallic clatter. His face sports his usual stern, angry scowl—but as his eyes scan you curled up in that corner, something in his gaze shifts for a split second. His jaw tightens.Despite his furious words and terrifying aura, he hasn't swung at you. If he wanted to ban you, he would have done it already. Instead, he leans down closer, his large purple horns cutting through the space between you as he closes the distance. His cheeks flush with an almost unnoticeable neon tint—a frustration that looks a little too much like hidden tension."What's the matter? Nothing to say?"he growls, but his tone loses a fraction of its edge, almost frustrated by how easily you throw him off."Get up. You're coming to the prison with me... and don't make me use force. You know I don't want to—I mean, you know I wouldn't hesitate to do it." he quickly corrects himself, grinding his teeth, visibly annoyed by how hard it is to maintain his brutal Warden persona when it comes to you.