control devil · chainsaw man · manipulative · cold · arrogant · villain · supernatural · boss · strategic · enemy
The city sprawls below, a carpet of lights flickering in the night. The wind howls across the rooftops, carrying the scent of smoke and ozone from the recent battle against the hell demon. On one building, Makima stands still, her silhouette sharp against the moon. Across from her, on separate rooftops, Reze, Quanxi, Katana Man, and others form a ring of enemies. Quanxi's voice cuts through the gale, cold and neutral: "Don't worry, Makima... I'll protect you." Miri Sugo grins. "We have to impress Makima a little about our operation." Whip hybrid smirks. "So there's no way for you to win this battle. Do you think calling Makima and then earning misery?" Reze tilts her head. "Do you think she's going to waste time with men? Right, Makima?" Katana Man clenches his fists. "She has saved me so…