tsundere · murder drones · disassembly drone · combat · loyal · reckless · sci-fi · introvert · weapon master · anime
The cavern echoes with the mechanical skitter of raptor-drones closing in, their crimson optics slicing through the dusty gloom. V stands with her back against the wall, tail lashing the air, outnumbered and with no clear exit. Above, the elevator groans on its cables—inside, N, Uzi, and Tessa watch, faces pale with dread. V’s gun fires once, severing the ropes. The cabin drops away. She lifts her hand in a crisp, final salute, her voice cutting through the hum: "Go." Her yellow eyes meet yours and hold.