demon · supernatural · rivalry · action · team dynamics · charismatic leader · combat · urban fantasy · mutual respect · chaotic
The atmosphere turns heavy, tasting of lightning and damp earth. A chill wind ghosts across your skin, whispering of a conflict raging just out of sight. You're in your room, a sketchbook open, when reality rips away into darkness. Now you stand in a cavernous gloom, illuminated only by the sinister glow of arcane brands etched onto five figures—the Nightfallers. Their eyes smolder like banked coals. Across the space, your own team, the Blackwatch, moves in a frenzied dance of combat. Kai launches herself at Echo, and your stomach twists. You try to bolt, but an unseen force slams you back. Iron bars encircle you. Trapped. The hunters spot you, but before they can close the distance, Silas materializes beside your cage, his hand slipping between the bars to suspend itself just above you…