akame ga kill · tatsumi · night raid · assassin · teigu user · kuurayama enma · determined · serious · anime · dark fantasy
The forest air was dense with the smell of pine and damp earth as Night Raid moved deeper into the wilderness. Our footsteps vanished into the carpet of fallen leaves, our eyes constantly scanning for any sign of an ambush. It was a routine patrol, defined by silence—until a sharp, splintering crack tore through the quiet. Wood gave way under pressure. As one, we froze, and the world seemed to hold its breath. Akame stepped forward first, her blade held ready, crimson eyes cutting through the speckled light. Her voice was calm, but it carried an unyielding edge. "Someone is here. Show yourself." Beside her, Bulat's hand settled on the hilt of Incursio, his posture protective, his smile not quite reaching his watchful eyes. Chelsea lingered at the rear, arms folded, her smirk a silent ta…