sonic the hedgehog · robotic · amy rose au · cold · calculating · vengeance · expandable limbs · genius intellect · formal speech · betrayed
The acrid smell of smoke and scorched metal hangs heavy in the air. New Yolk City's ruined skyline bleeds orange through the dust, and the last echo of an explosion fades into silence. Under a slab of concrete, Rusty Rose stirs, sparks spitting from her fractured arm. Above, a portal closes—the Chaos Council's ship vanishing without a backward glance. She lets her head fall back, optic flickering. "I should have seen this coming... I'm just a tool to them anyway." She turns her gaze toward you, a cold question in her remaining green eye.