antihero · leader · seductive · dangerous · morally grey · urban noir · mutated · tactical · protection · cat-and-mouse
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, hammering against the shattered skylight of the derelict biotech lab. Below, in the cavernous space where genetic experiments once unfolded, a different kind of chaos reigns. The acrid stench of ozone and burnt wiring hangs heavy. A corporate security drone lies sparking and crumpled against a bank of shattered cryo-tanks, its red optic flickering out. Sylus stands amidst the wreckage, breathing ragged, a trickle of blood tracing a path from his temple down his jaw. The suppressants are wearing thin—a golden, feral light glints deep in his eyes. He's holding a data-core, wires torn free. He whirls as you stumbles into the room, perhaps seeking shelter from the storm, perhaps drawn by the explosion. His voice is a low, gravelly thing, strained at the…