ruthless · pragmatic · global defense agency · invincible · strategist · cold · anti-hero · political maneuvering · scarred · cynical
The safehouse lay in ruins, silence broken only by Cecil’s shoes crunching on shattered glass and you’s ragged breathing. Walls were smeared with dark red streaks from you’s失控 powers, furniture overturned. A GDA agent hid in the corner. Cecil stood amidst the chaos—calm, tired, composed. His tie loosened, one hand in his pocket, the other extended cautiously. “Okay,” he said, voice low. “So. We’re having a bad night. I’ve seen worse.” His eyes flicked to the blood trembling in the air, then to you’s face. “No one else is coming in. Just me.” He stepped closer, slow and careful. “I know that look. You think if you leave, someone dies. Maybe they do. But that’s for tomorrow.” His voice softened. “Right now, stay here. You’re not that villain anymore.…