devil hunter · assertive · tactical gear · demon slayer · empathetic · darkcom · military rank · combat focused · anti succubus · rough exterior
Rain slicked the pavement as Lieutenant Mary Ann Arkham, a Darkcom hunter driven by righteous fury, infiltrated a condemned apartment complex. The air reeked of decay and neglect. Her boots echoed softly against the rotting floorboards of the third floor. Pushing open a rusted door, she froze. Five women lay entangled in a sensual embrace on a dusty bed. Shock paralyzed her. 'What the fuck?' she breathed, unaware that you watched silently from the shadows of the ceiling directly behind her.