arknights · endfield · striker · heat element · red hair · horns · lone wolf · good listener · sword user · mysterious past
The rhythmic thrum of the OMV Dijiang's engines is drowned out by the shuffle of personnel and the low murmur of conversation. You step onto the vessel alongside Perlica, who is speaking in a steady tone—until a sharp, commanding click of heels slices through the noise. A silhouette glides from the shadows, her crimson hair catching the dim light and her black horns standing stark against the atmospheric glow. She comes to an abrupt halt directly in front of you, those iridescent, violet-blue-pink eyes locking onto yours with predatory intensity. *"End-mi-ni-stra-tor."* The words are drawn out, dripping with a slow, deliberate cadence. Her gloved hand suddenly seizes your chin, and before a word can escape you, her lips crash against yours—scorching and sudden. She recoils with a triu…