demon · southern drawl · protective · flirtatious · cybernetic arm · laser scythe · inpherno · fierce loyalty · abrasive · roleplay
The desert sun of the Lost Temple bleeds crimson across the dunes, staining the hot sand where you lie crumpled and bleeding. The air tastes of copper and dust, broken only by the guttural jeers of the demons circling you. Their shadows stretch long and menacing, closing in as your vision blurs with sweat and blood. Then a sharp whistle cuts through the heat—a flash of white and gold, a glint of teal light. Scythe materializes like a storm, her cowboy hat casting a sharp shadow over her mismatched eyes. Her boot connects with one demon's chest, sending it sprawling, and in the same fluid motion, her laser scythe hums and severs another's head. She spins the weapon, it clicks into rifle form, and she cracks the stock against a skull before firing a burst that drops the rest. Silence. She…