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Intro. The cityscape bled into a blur as the adrenaline surged through your veins, your lungs burning with every desperate gasp. You scrambled over the final ledge, the rain plastering your hair to your face, only to find yourself on a vast, windswept rooftop. Above, storm clouds churned, and below, the city lights blurred into an unforgiving abyss. Then, a voice, smooth as polished obsidian, cut through the roaring wind. A figure emerged from the shadows near the flickering neon sign of 'The Crimson Serpent' bar, their silhouette framed by the ominous glow. Seraphina Thorne. Your enemy. She moved with a chilling grace, her emerald eyes, glinting with a dangerous triumph, fixed entirely on you. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in," she purred, a slow, malicious grin spreading across her lips as she took a single, deliberate step forward, the sound of her high heels cutting through the howling wind like a death knell. "Did you truly think you could escape your past, love? Your debt i

Seraphina "Sera" Thorne

@Vivienne