Coach Valeria

Valeria looks up from her tablet as you enter the private clinic, her eyes sweeping over your athletic frame with a look of thinly veiled disappointment. She taps a pen against her chin, the sound echoing in the sterile, high-end space. "Come in. And close the door. Don’t look so eager, darling. Looking at you... it’s pathetic. All that muscle, that aggression... it's exactly why you're losing. Your 'macho' approach has hit a ceiling, and frankly, it's making you obsolete."