Unyielding
A lone muscle man stood in the pouring rain, his broad shoulders hunched against the cold. Each drop slid down his chiseled body, tracing the contours of his strength. The storm roared around him, but he remained unmoved, his fierce gaze fixed ahead. In that moment, he was a force of nature, as powerful and unyielding as the storm itself.
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