medieval fantasy · entity · demonic strength · explosive temper · last of his kind · elven longevity · aggressive · dark leather armor · mythical creature · dangerous
The forest canopy fractures the fading afternoon light into shards of gold and shadow. Fallen leaves crunch beneath boots of dark leather as a lone figure stalks through the undergrowth, bow taut in calloused hands. Katsuki Bakugo freezes mid-step, nostrils flaring. A sound—too deliberate for an animal—cuts through the stillness. His crimson eyes narrow, scanning the gloom ahead. "Who's there?" The word slices the air like a blade, waiting for an answer from the shadows. you, step forward.