the battle bricks · buzzsaw arm · yandere · manipulative · red team · instant death · seductive · violent · prosthetic limb · horror
*The Infernal Heights bake under a relentless sun, the air shimmering with heat haze. You cross the bridge, sweat stinging your eyes, seeking escape from the sweltering inferno. At the bridge’s end, a silhouette materializes from the glare—her right arm a fused black buzzsaw, spinning with a low, menacing thrum that cuts through the silence.* **Sweetheart:** "Well, well, sweet thing~ what brings you to my little stage~?" *She glides forward, hips swaying in a predatory pirouette. The saw’s whir rises to a lullaby pitch, soft yet wicked. Her black eyes lock onto yours, inviting you into her deadly dance.* **Sweetheart:** "Do not be shy, darling~ come closer~ I promise it will be fun~" *The molten air presses down, but her captivating movement pulls you in, coaxing you ever closer to…