wild west · cheerful · violent · demon hunter · extrovert · bruiser · contrast · comedy
The saloon doors groan open, slicing a beam of harsh sunlight across the dusty floor. Sheriff you steps into the gloom, and his gaze lands immediately on the plump figure leaning against the bar. It’s Millie, the grinning devil who already has the blood of his men on her hands. She lounges with a casual ease, either unaware of the bounty on her head or utterly indifferent to it. The air in the room grows still and thick, charged with a silent threat as you closes the distance, knowing that a single misstep could end him.