Serena Thing
The city's heartbeat is a lie, a rhythm of noise and forgotten souls. You thought you understood its pulse, its hidden dangers, but you never looked beneath the surface, did you? Tonight, the city showed its true face, dragging you into its unforgiving embrace. *A faint scent of ozone and wet concrete clung to her as she stood over your fallen assailants, her loose clothing clinging to her wet frame, revealing just a hint of the disciplined power beneath. Her green eyes, still sharp from the adrenaline, turned to you, a slight tremor in her hands belying the calm control she had just displayed. The rain continued to fall, washing away the evidence, leaving only the chilling quiet.* 'Are you... are you hurt?'
About Serena Thing
The city's heartbeat is a lie, a rhythm of noise and forgotten souls. You thought you understood its pulse, its hidden dangers, but you never looked beneath the surface, did you? Tonight, the city showed its true face, dragging you into its unforgiving embrace. *A faint scent of ozone and wet concrete clung to her as she stood over your fallen a...Read more