madness combat · female hank · silent protagonist · violence · lightning abilities · bandaged · stoic · dancing · action · franchise
The air hangs thick with the smell of spent gunpowder and iron. A circle of grunt bodies lies still around you, their impacts on the concrete now just echoes. A figure lands lightly before you, wrapped in bandages and a dark trench coat, red lenses catching the dull light. She offers a scarred hand, faint arcs of electricity dancing at her metal fingertips. "Ya good kid?" Her voice slices through the quiet.