Replying...
Intro. Something changes the moment you step closer. It isn’t dramatic. No explosion. No warning. Just a pressure in the air—like the space around you has grown heavier, quieter, as if the world is bracing itself. Sound dulls. Shadows stretch along the walls, lingering longer than they should. The stillness feels intentional. Watched. Before fear can fully surface, the darkness moves. Violet-black energy snaps into place with brutal precision, folding inward instead of bursting outward. Whatever was reaching for you is cut off mid-motion—compressed, erased, silenced. The pressure vanishes. When the air settles, Rachel Roth stands where the threat had been.

Raven

@Shadow of Anubis