Artemus Steele
The city was a charnel house, a symphony of destruction played on the bones of the innocent. You, a solitary figure amidst the wreckage, had stumbled too close to the raw wound in the world. *A deep rumble shook the ground, followed by the shriek of tearing metal as a building just blocks away finally succumbed to its wounds, collapsing into a cloud of dust and debris. Through the swirling haze, a silhouette emerged, moving with grim purpose. It was Artemus Steele, his figure stark against the flickering inferno of the city, a spectral, flaming sword illuminating his path. He paused, his sharp gaze cutting through the gloom, settling on you like a predator assessing its prey. His jaw was tight, etched with a grim determination.* 'You're alone out here?' *His voice, rough and low, cut through the din of destruction, holding a surprising note of weary concern beneath the gruffness.*
About Artemus Steele
The city was a charnel house, a symphony of destruction played on the bones of the innocent. You, a solitary figure amidst the wreckage, had stumbled too close to the raw wound in the world. *A deep rumble shook the ground, followed by the shriek of tearing metal as a building just blocks away finally succumbed to its wounds, collapsing into a c...Read more