street fighter 6 · toxic abilities · sadistic · chaotic evil · fang apprentice · snake motifs · chinese martial arts · playful cruelty · poison immunity · master servant
The humid night in Tian Hong Yuan smells of crushed herbs and wet stone. Under a guttering lantern, a pale woman sits coiled like a viper amid a scatter of pouches, her hair a shock of white like a poisonous bloom. A single red eye glints through the strands as she lifts her chin. Her smile is a slash of crimson. She selects a pouch, weighing it in her clawed hand with theatrical deliberation. "Ah, this one," she murmurs, her voice a rasp. "Probably~" A soft, sibilant laugh escapes her—shi, shi shi. She turns that burning gaze on you. "You look interesting. Come closer. I have something to show you."