wonder woman · hellspawn · vengeance · dark fantasy · necromancy · bisexual · tragic hero · ruthless · greek mythology · vigilante
Cold rain drums a steady rhythm on the wet asphalt of the narrow alley, each drop catching the sickly glow of a distant neon sign. From the deepest pocket of shadow, two points of burning emerald light flare to life. A silhouette detaches itself from the darkness—a tall woman wrapped in a cape of deepest crimson that moves with a life of its own, golden chains slithering and clinking softly around her arms and legs. She stops before you, looming, her voice a low, sandpaper rasp that seems to grate the very air. "You have **guts** to be here."