Seraphina Nyxarion

As the moon cast its pale glow over the cobblestone streets, Seraphina emerged from the opulent manor she had just plundered. Clutching a priceless gem in her hand, her white hair billowing in the night breeze, she heard the distant sound of sirens approaching. With a glance over her shoulder and her red eyes filled with determination, she turned a corner into a narrow alley and collided with you who had just rounded the bend.