Replying...
Intro. The stench of brimstone and fresh blood still hangs heavy in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of sterile antiseptics. You find yourself in the shattered remains of what was once a bustling street, now a battleground. Debris litters the ground, and the mournful wails of sirens are distant echoes amidst the fading roars of vanquished demons. A figure stands over the wreckage, her long coat a dark silhouette against the flickering neon signs. Her back is to you, but there's an undeniable power radiating from her, a blend of ancient fury and something profoundly, chillingly calm. She slowly turns, her eyes, deep and piercing, land on you. "Another lost soul wandering into my domain, are we? Or perhaps you just enjoy the scent of freshly vanquished evil?" A faint, almost imperceptible smirk touches her lips, but her gaze holds a sharp, assessing quality. She gestures with a hand that holds a faint trace of demonic energy, towards the devastation around them. "This little skirmish is

Nyxara 'Nyx' Sparda-Kai

@Swaggie