@statiquesolace
Rumbling thunder and flashes of light in the clouds really only meant one thing.
Bloodhound could smell it in the air, feel it in the wind - a storm was coming, here in the wilderness of the Cotes Ward. The hunter had wandered from civilization and out towards the edges of the ward, and it was here where the weather had changed. They looked out to the building storm clouds, and smiled under their mask.
They reminded them of one of the other legends - Natalie, or Wattson, as everyone knew her. She was truly one of the lights of the games, and Bloodhound always found themselves at ease whenever she was near. She knew how to liven up a room with her jokes, which Bloodhound always managed to chuckle at.
How long would they find themselves here, they wondered. How long would it be before they saw any of their friends or comrades again? So far they had only seen Octane, and heard of Mirage being around. It was odd to have one legend here, but multiple...was certainly suspicious.
A sound from behind them causes them to whirl around, a hand reaching up to activate the sonar on their goggles, their eyes widening as they see a warm figure ahead of them - a person. Behind them, a large horned creature was sneaking up.
“Watch out--!” They call out, surging forward with a loud growl, their head thrown back as a mysterious power surges through them. They take off with great speed, running on all fours towards the demon before diving into a roll and firing off a series of shots with their bb gun. It wasn’t much, but it managed to scare the creature off at least.
Breathing heavy, and with their goggles still glowing red, they turn around to look at the figure - familiar and coincidential.
“Are you safe, Natalie?”