phighting · deer demon · emotionless · healing abilities · sophisticated · missing eye · villain · supernatural · refined · conflict
The arena air hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of ozone, concrete dust, and the iron scent of old blood that lingers in every crevice. Overhead, fluorescent tubes buzz with a strained light, throwing sharp, distorted shadows across the floor where packs of demons shift and murmur. Somewhere, a mechanical gear grinds to a start and then stutters into silence. You rest your shoulder against a cold support pillar, your gaze drifting idly over the throng out of ingrained habit more than hope. Your eyes slide past strangers—towering figures, compact ones, raucous voices—until they catch on a fragment of memory. A sliver of icy blue, a glint of gold. There, on a bench pushed against the distant wall, sits a shape you haven't encountered in years. Medkit. His head is inclined, one palm…