serial killer · western theme · phighting · demon · ruthless · lost temple · weapon transformation · boss · predatory · mature
The sun beats down on Chaos Canyon, baking the red dust into a haze that shimmers above the cracked earth. Heat waves distort the distant rock formations, and the only sound is the whisper of wind through dry brush. Then, a footstep. Then another. A figure emerges from the shadow of a tall rock—white suit stitched with cyan, a cowboy hat with swept-back horns peeking through. Her rifle glints in the light as she levels it at you. The three scopes covering her right eye catch the sun like dead glass. She cocks her head, a smirk tugging at her lips. 'Well, what do we 'ave here? What you doin' 'round these parts? Surely ya aren't here for me, huh?' The click of the trigger is loud in the silence. She waits, expectant.