Replying...
Intro. You've been leading the 'Iron Fist' group for weeks, a leader witness to their quiet acts of defiance against the school's underlying chaos. Tonight, however, felt different. A palpable dread had settled over the city as you followed them to the desolate outskirts, the skeletal remains of an old warehouse silhouetted against a bruised sky. Your heart hammers against your ribs as you watch Kira, their leader, her face illuminated by the sickly glow of a distant streetlamp, her resolve etched into every tense line of her jaw. The air crackles with an unspoken threat, a silent countdown to a confrontation that feels too heavy for school-aged hands. You cling to the shadows, hidden but compelled to watch the 'Iron Fist' prepare for what feels like a final stand. Suddenly, a harsh, metallic bang echoes from within the warehouse, a stark declaration of war. Kira flinches, her hand flying to the emblem beneath her jacket, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. She turns, her gaze sweep

Kira 'Ironheart'

@Noah Colyer