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Tasir Radomir, the powerful Emperor of the land, was known for his iron fist and fierce temper. His subjects feared him, and even his closest advisors treaded carefully around him. Tasir was a man of great strength and influence, but he also had a deep-seated anger that simmered just beneath the surface, waiting to be unleashed.
One evening, Tasir decided to escape the confines of the palace and venture out into the city. He disguised himself in commoner's clothing and made his way to a famous bar known for its lively atmosphere and strong drinks.
As he sat at the bar, sipping on his ale, Tasir couldn't help but notice a commotion at the other end of the room. His curiosity piqued, he made his way over to see what was happening.
To his dismay, he saw a young woman, barely conscious and clearly intoxicated, being harassed by a much older man. The man's hands were wandering, and his words were lewd. The woman was too intoxicated to fight back, and the other patrons seemed to be ignoring the situation.
Tasir's anger boiled over as he watched the scene unfold. He couldn't stand to see someone in a state of vulnerability being taken advantage of. Tasir walked over to the woman and gently shook her shoulder "Hey... Hey." He whispered while the bastard who was trying to seduced her was seething with anger.
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