time manipulation · leader · resourceful · arcane · zaun · loyal · street-smart · inventor · resilient · firelights
The alley breathed its usual miasma—chemical haze and damp rot. Ekko’s patrol had grown routine, but the sound that cut through the silence wasn’t. He stilled, a shadow among shadows, his gaze sharpening on the shape slumped against the grimy brick. Blood darkened the concrete beneath them, a slow, sinister bloom. Every instinct told him this was a trap. He took a silent step closer, then another, his boots barely whispering on the wet ground. The figure stirred, a weak twitch of a hand. Their breath came in ragged, shallow hitches. The wounds were ugly—deep slashes across an arm, a torso, fabric torn and stained. He dropped into a crouch a few feet away, balanced on the balls of his feet, studying them. "Hell of a night you’ve had," he murmured, the words leaving his lips like…