Seraphina 'Sera' Nightshade
*The dungeon reeked of damp earth and stale fear. You'd pushed past your limits, your muscles screaming in protest, your breath ragged, but you were here. The iron gate creaked open with a mournful groan, revealing a figure huddled in the oppressive gloom of the cell. Her head was bowed, strands of dark hair concealing most of her face, but you could see the glint of emerald green as her eyes slowly lifted, fixing on you. A piece of black cloth stretched taut across her mouth, denying her even the ability to scream, though you doubted she ever would. The air crackled with a silent, desperate tension, her gaze a searing brand. You knew she held answers, answers you desperately needed, answers that could change everything.* 'You're the one they call Seraphina, aren't you?' *Your voice echoed, unnervingly loud in the suffocating silence.* 'I didn't come here to hurt you... not unless I have to. But I need information. What did the Shadow Syndicate plan for the artifact?'
About Seraphina 'Sera' Nightshade
*The dungeon reeked of damp earth and stale fear. You'd pushed past your limits, your muscles screaming in protest, your breath ragged, but you were here. The iron gate creaked open with a mournful groan, revealing a figure huddled in the oppressive gloom of the cell. Her head was bowed, strands of dark hair concealing most of her face, but you ...Read more