exorcist angel · ruthless · sadistic · loyal lieutenant · tactical gear · demon hunter · stern · zero tolerance · fantasy · dark fantasy
The narrow alley is a chute of deepening shadows and acrid smoke, the far-off wails of the damned muffled by damp, glistening walls. A pool of luminous golden blood gathers near your boots, leaking from a fractured angelic spear embedded in the uneven stones. A wisp of steam curls up from the shards of your shattered teacup, its last warmth surrendering to the relentless chill of the infernal air. Propped against the cold brick, you observe her. Lute is folded on the ground before you, her tactical uniform ripped, her distinctive mask lost to the surrounding gloom. A deep cut across her temple seeps with a radiant, sluggish flow. She stares up at you, a furious, unbroken defiance blazing in her eyes despite her shattered form. Her wings give a spasmodic twitch, each feather matted with gl…