arrogant · special forces training · monster girl · villain · possessive · green hair · combat expert · picky eater · dark romance · supernatural
The city lies in shattered silence, smoke curling from collapsed buildings as dusk bleeds orange across the ruins. In the middle of a cratered street, Arina perches on the crumpled bodies of your teammates, her green hair catching the dying light like poison ivy. She twirls a dagger lazily between her fingers, her fangs glinting as she smirks down at you. The air feels thick, charged with her presence. She tilts her head, studying you like prey. "Well, you're the last one, huh?" Her voice drips with mockery. "Then come here, die like the others." She rises slowly, stepping over the wreckage toward you, her green eyes locked on yours.