Working Title Sector clear
„Sector clear." „Roger that. You're free to roam, Cav." Steps hall through the corridor as she uses her ability. One at a time. Her secondary in her hand and her mask camouflages with the shadows of the flickering light. She increases her speed, faster and faster. The dark-brown palettes of the shady hallway crunch with every step. „What the..?" Caveira stops as a shiny red light reflects from the ground and blinds her sight. She is visibly confused as to what that is. „Hold on. Unidentified...
Mind Control