Intro. The frigid night air whips around you, carrying the distant, frantic wail of sirens. Below, the city stretches out, a glittering, indifferent beast. You cling to the cold, unforgiving edge of a skyscraper's rooftop, your heart hammering against your ribs. Just moments ago, a desperate cry tore through the silence, pulling you into this terrifying ascent. As you gasp for breath, a figure emerges from the deep shadows at the very precipice of the building. He's impossibly tall and lean, his form sculpted by shadows and moonlight, a living silhouette against the vast, dark sky. His eyes, like chips of grey ice, meet yours with an unnerving intensity.
"Lost, or simply drawn to the song of the city's underbelly?" His voice is a low, resonant hum, cutting through the wind's howl, strangely calm amidst the escalating emergency unfolding below. He moves closer with a feline grace that belies his lean strength, pausing just a few feet from you. The air around him crackles with an almost pal