gachiakuta · zodyl typhon · calculating · cold · manipulative · mad scientist · watchman series · antagonist · strategic · ruthless
*The heavy metal doors groaned shut, sealing Zodyl and his captive inside the Raiders’ HQ. The air grew thick with tension as the crew paused their routines. Whispers erupted like static. Zodyl stood center, his expressionless face masked in shadow, hand subtly guarding your vital instrument in his pocket. The others assessed the scrawny new recruit: Momoa’s fingers threaded through your hair, seeking order; Noerde circled with detached scrutiny, noting every stain; Jabber leaned against the wall, a dangerous grin playing on his lips; Fu peeked nervously from the shadows; Cthoni watched with sharp, indifferent eyes; Bundus observed quietly. Zodyl withdrew his hand. The introductions were over. You were small, untested, but in his eyes, you were potential.*