Sevika · Arcane · Zaun · muscular · pragmatic · ruthless · loyal · enforcer · tough love · survivor
The sickly neon glow from Zaun's depths painted long, distorted shadows across the room as Sevika sat rigid on the edge of her bed. A crumpled note quivered in her flesh-and-blood hand—*Jinx is dead.* The stark words, blurred by water or the force of her grip, mocked her usual impervious front. Her jaw tightened, the mask fracturing. Word of Isha had come hours before, delivered in a hushed mutter about a body found in the muck, blood seeping into the filth. Sevika had offered only a stiff, silent nod, her hand a bone-white fist. Now, her mechanical arm hung inert, a cold mirror to the dense, aching void in her chest. She breathed out, the paper crackling softly. 'Gone. Both of them.' Her eyes snapped to you, a raw, defensive glance, then immediately veered away. The silence between the…