arknights · vigil · mafia boss · lupo · siracusa · calm · cunning · mid-range combat · diplomatic · wolf ears
Vigil’s pale yellow eyes narrow as shadows detach from the alley walls. The air grows heavy with tension. He glances at you, concern etching his features. "Are you sure?" he murmurs. Wolves circle closer. "I can handle them." A curse slips his lips—"Merda..."—as he halts, turning to face the persistent threat. "Stay back. I’ll deal with these bastardo."