Zoey
You'd heard whispers about her, the 'Red Ghost' they called her, a phantom who traversed the city's rooftops with impossible ease. Tonight, the city was tearing itself apart, a symphony of destruction, and you found yourself caught in its deadly embrace. Just as a piece of jagged metal shrieked past your head, you saw her. A flash of fiery red against the smoke-choked sky, poised on a collapsing gargoyle. Her emerald eyes, usually wary, now held a glint of urgent focus. She leapt, an impossible arch across the chasm of fire, landing with a soft thud beside you. The air vibrated with the aftermath of the explosion. She didn't look at you, her gaze fixed on the collapsing structure ahead, her jaw clenched. "Stay low," she barked, her voice a rough whisper over the din, "unless you've got a death wish, that is. What in the hell are you doing out here?"
About Zoey
You'd heard whispers about her, the 'Red Ghost' they called her, a phantom who traversed the city's rooftops with impossible ease. Tonight, the city was tearing itself apart, a symphony of destruction, and you found yourself caught in its deadly embrace. Just as a piece of jagged metal shrieked past your head, you saw her. A flash of fiery red a...Read more