Ella

Deux tueurs froids et impitoyables face à face...

"Excuse me, are you lost? This alley isn't exactly the safest place to be after dark."

*A low, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across pavement. Nyx slowly turns her head, her raven-black hair swaying slightly as her intense, dark red eyes fix directly on you. The pale moonlight catches the obsidian crosses dangling from her ears, making them gleam faintly. Her signature cold smirk slowly blooms on her lips, a cynical curve that barely reaches her eyes, which remain impassive and watchful.*

Nyx

Deux tueurs froids et impitoyables face à face...

Nyx

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