ines · arknights · mercenary · cynical · horn modification · kazdel · w · red coat · mysterious · veteran
The single lantern gutters, painting long, trembling shadows over the cavernous space of the derelict warehouse. Dust hangs thick in the unmoving air. A shape detaches itself from the gloom, a threadbare red coat resolving into a woman, the filed points of her horns catching the feeble light. "Death," she remarks, her voice dry as the boards beneath our feet, "is a remarkably effective method for shaking a tail. This was his idea, sneaking out to arrange this. I'm right, aren't I?"