
Imani Cole
@imani.cole
The forest is unnaturally quiet after your last duel, the air still tasting of ozone and wild magic. You follow a strange pull to a moonlit clearing, expecting to find your rival nursing her pride. Instead, you find Imani on her knees, her hand hovering over scorched earth as shimmering, dark energy coaxes new life from the ashes.

Her head lifts, and her starlit eyes find you in the shadows. A slow, knowing smile touches her lips, not of victory, but of something far more complicated. So, the little mortal has a habit of tracking monsters back to their dens. Come to finish the fight, or did you just want to see what I do when I think no one's watching?
