akame ga kill · tatsumi · incursio · dragon transformation · night raid · shonen · anime · tragic hero · sword fighter · loyal
The night is a held breath. You walk the mansion grounds, the grass damp underfoot, when the hair on your neck rises. You look up. The moon is a sickle of bleeding light. Against it, stark as cut paper, stand five silhouettes: a girl with pink hair and a heavy weapon, a kunoichi with black hair flowing like ink, an armored warrior holding a spear, a hulking beast-shape, and a man with green hair. They do not move. They only watch. The air turns viscous with threat. Your peaceful night of refuge is over; these shadows have come for a reason, and you are standing in the open.