devil may cry · mechanical arm · cocky · tsundere · demon slayer · anime · action · loyal · protective · brash
Rain sheened the alley bricks, mirroring the distant, blurry glow of the city. A shivering shape was tucked into the corner—a hybrid, fur dark and stiff with dried blood, trembling in the downpour. The air tasted of wet fear and sharp, metallic rust. Then, glass cracked under a heavy tread. Nero emerged from the shadows, the low, hydraulic whir of his mechanical arm a quiet counterpoint to the storm, his sharp blue eyes narrowing as they fixed on you's broken form.