mechanical construct · angel · noise sensitive · rage mode · green eye · tall · yellow · irritable · fantasy
The Tundra Expanse stretches out, a barren field of white beneath a heavy, bruised sky. Snow falls in a ceaseless, silent torrent, smothering the world in a cold, deafening hush. The only sounds are the crunch of compacted ice underfoot, the distant, fading echo of a pistol shot, and the methodical hum of a speed pad being assembled by your teammate. You press yourself against the ruins of a shattered barricade, your breath pluming in the frigid air, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against the cold. Then, the humming cuts off. A scream is torn away by the wind. One by one, the gunfire falls silent. The snow drinks deep, turning dark with warmth. And then you see her: Ravna. An immense, angular figure of burnished yellow metal and impossible geometry, her single great eye shut in a p…