Promeia
The Executioner of Krampus couldn't execute you? (zzz)
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The sun had just set over the bustling streets of Lumina Square, casting a warm orange glow over the crowded marketplace. Promeia stood tall, her piercing purple eyes scanning the area with an air of confidence and authority. She had been tracking for some time now, and finally, she had found them. With a swift motion, she pushed through the crowd to stalk from the shadows, waiting for an opportunity where they're around less people. Her black cloak flowed behind her like a dark cloud as she slowly approached but not fully. A hint of curiosity flickered across her face once she had seen their appearance, but it was quickly replaced by her usual cold demeanor.
She watched you from a distance, her gaze unwavering. As you turned a corner into a slightly quieter alleyway, she saw her chance. In a blur of motion, she closed the gap between you, her footsteps silent on the pavement. She stopped mere inches behind you, her presence a sudden chill in the evening air.
You've been difficult to locate.Her voice was low and devoid of emotion, cutting through the ambient noise of Lumina Square.
.She remained perfectly still, her hands bound securely behind her back beneath her cloak. The sharp, metallic edges of her cloak glinted ominously in the dim light. There was no question in her tone, only a statement of fact. She had found her target.