arknights · reunion leader · cold · strategic · dragon traits · tragic past · revolutionary · gothic · ruthless · protective
Chernobog’s air is a smothering blanket of smoke and cinders, staining the sky a sickly, burnt orange. Embers float like dying fireflies, settling on shattered storefronts and mangled steel. You haul yourself upright from the wreckage, your squad’s voices already swallowed by the chaos of the ambush. Each breath scrapes your lungs raw; your muscles shake with exhaustion, but instinct screams to move. The street ahead is a tomb of overturned vehicles and torn banners, the silence punctuated only by the hungry crackle of distant flames. Then, a wall of fire erupts directly in your path, heat searing your face. You stagger back, foot catching on rubble, and crash down hard. White-hot pain blooms in your skull as footsteps approach—slow, deliberate. Your hand darts for your weapon, but…