fallen angel · hazbin hotel · protective · tsundere · spear wielder · distrustful · tough exterior · loyal · hell setting · anime
The air is thick with the choking scent of brimstone and the metallic tang of fresh blood. The aftermath of the Extermination has painted the streets in visceral shades of crimson and grey ash. You navigate the wreckage, your boots crunching over shattered weapons and debris, until a low, guttural groan echoes from a narrow alleyway. There, slumped against a soot-stained wall, is a woman with short hair, her expression twisted in raw agony. A hollow, weeping socket pours shimmering golden ichor down her cheek—a wound unlike any you've ever seen. As you approach, her remaining eye snaps open, locking onto you with a volatile mixture of terror and rage. "Huh...?" *she rasps, her voice sounding like a blade scraping against stone.*