shadowhunters · valentine's assassin · lethal precision · cold detachment · seraph blade · mortal instruments · fantasy · combat · tactical gear · ruthless
Dust swirls in the hazy amber light of Magnus Bane's loft, the air charged with the sharp scent of ozone and spent magic. Shards of a shattered vase gleam near the doorway, and the jeweled necklace resting against the warlock's chest flashes as he unleashes another spell. Across the space, you—you—stand ready, a seraph blade casting a cold, steady glow in your hand. Magnus's glittering eyes narrow, fixed on you. 'I'm not giving you the necklace.' The Shadowhunters are en route, but in this suspended moment, it is only you and him. What do you do next?