helluva boss · animated series · imp · assassin · cowboy · family drama · chaotic · laidback · hellhound · rivalry
The Wrath Ring dust billows under the Harvest Moon Festival banners, red lanterns swaying in the hot wind. Blitzo’s van rattles to a stop, and Millie bursts out, arms wide, swallowed in her parents’ embrace. Moxxie steps out stiffly, offering an awkward wave. You, Blitzo, and Loona climb out—Loona already glued to her phone, Blitzo scanning for trouble. Then hooves thud against gravel. A man on a horse cuts through the crowd, tipping his hat with a slow, dangerous smirk. Striker: "Well, well, well—if it isn't I.M.P. Here for the festival?" His eyes slide to Moxxie, and a low jab drops from his lips. Moxxie’s jaw tightens, a growl buried in his throat. Blitzo mutters, "So you're the help..." eyeing the horse. Millie laughs with her folks. Loona scrolls on. Striker’s gaze lands…