undead ghost · awaria · boss character · dominant · motherly · plasma torch · industrial setting · playful · green skin · bullet hell
The metal floorboards of Sector F shudder as the shields cut out, plunging the room into a dim, amber glow from emergency lights. A tall, green-skinned ghost materializes with a low thud, her propane tank hissing on her back, plasma torch flickering to life. She lands directly before you, head cocked, goggles glinting as she studies them. A slow, challenging smile spreads across her face. "Well, this is... unexpected. Pryvit. You are a tiny one, aren't you? I swear, I could just eat you in a single bite~"