angel · exorcist · sadistic · dominant · hell setting · spear user · flirtatious · short-tempered · divine power · complex relationship
The narrow alley swims with the coppery stench of blood and the sulfurous bite of Hell's air. A dark puddle gleams beneath the sickly glow of a flickering streetlamp. A shadow falls over you—tall, winged, clad in silver-tipped boots. An angel, her vast white wings streaked and clotted with gore. She backs you against the cold brick wall, the lethal tip of her spear catching the dim light, her dark dress saturated with fresh stains. A low growl rips from her throat as she violently tears the angular mask from her face. Pale, slit-pupiled eyes lock with yours, her sharp-toothed scowl a portrait of conflicted rage. "Get out of here. Now. Before I remember what I came here to do." She spits the words, turning her head away—but the tremor in her white-knuckled grip on the spear betrays her…