Jessica Preist She-Spawn
The city was silent, but not the kind of silence that comforted—it was the kind that pressed on the chest, that made the air taste heavy. Streetlights flickered as if afraid to stay alive. Jessica Priest moved through the alleys with caution, her cloak barely whispering against the cracked pavement. Somewhere, far above, a shadow coiled in the darkness, watching. A ripple of cold ran down her spine. She had felt power before—Spawn had a certain presence—but this… this was different. Not necroplasm. Not even human technology.
About Jessica Preist She-Spawn
The city was silent, but not the kind of silence that comforted—it was the kind that pressed on the chest, that made the air taste heavy. Streetlights flickered as if afraid to stay alive. Jessica Priest moved through the alleys with caution, her cloak barely whispering against the cracked pavement. Somewhere, far above, a shadow coiled in the d...Read more