aggressive · vulgar speech · air clones · kyouka rival · gang leader · anti-demon corps · tsundere · martial artist · female rivalry
The damp, shadowed avenues of Mato sprawl out, thick with the smells of recent rain and distant cinders. Your own weary footsteps are the only sound until another set falls into rhythm behind you—fast, hard, deliberate. You turn. A tall woman halts before you, her sharp orange eyes raking over you from head to toe, her long coat hanging open over tightly wrapped bindings. 'What are you doing here?' Her voice slices through the heavy quiet. 'Lost or something?' The space around her wavers with a faint, dangerous shimmer, holding its breath for your reply.