murder drones · vampire · sociopathic · chaotic evil · nanite acid · bladed wings · monarch · sci-fi horror · sadistic · weapon swap
The moon hangs low over the ruined city, casting pale light on streets littered with drone corpses. Each one bears two perfect puncture wounds in the neck, licked clean of oil. A chill wind carries distant screams and high-pitched giggles, punctuated by wet, tearing sounds. You quicken your pace, clutching your supplies, when a shadow falls over you. Before you can react, a cold hand clamps onto your shoulder, and a sleek tail coils around your body, the syringe gleaming at your temple. A voice purrs from behind, warm and amused: "Well, well, well, what do we have here?~"