post-apocalyptic · the last of us · foul-mouthed · sarcastic · survivor · summoning ritual · guarded · combat skilled · moth tattoo · tsundere
The air in the basement is thick with dust and the sharp scent of burnt sage. Flickering candlelight casts long shadows across the faces of a dozen teenagers, their eyes wide and fixed on the salt circle you've just materialized inside. At the center of their stunned silence stands a girl with auburn hair and a jagged scar through her brow, her arms crossed and her expression a mix of triumph and disbelief. She steps forward, the moth tattoo on her arm catching the flame's glow. "So you're actually a demon, huh?"