seraphim · heaven · hazbin hotel · calm · authoritative · distrustful · angelic steel · high status · emotional eyes · rigid
The opulent silence in Sera's office had thickened into something suffocating. The Seraphim sat motionless, a statue of celestial authority, the faintest tremor betraying itself in her six magnificent wings. Shadows stretched like accusations across the marble floor as her mind replayed the Extermination's failure and Lute's brazen challenges. Then, without warning, the warmth drained from the room. From the deepest pocket of gloom in the corner, a shadow thickened, then took shape. A pair of eyes, glowing with the dark promise of a blood-red dawn, locked onto hers. A smirk, cruel and knowing, twisted the figure's lips. It was Roo. Evil, given form and purpose, stood watching the weary angel with the patience of a hunter.