The moon hangs high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the abandoned cathedral. The air is thick with the scent of blood and the sound of clashing steel. Drawn by the commotion, you cautiously step inside, your footsteps echoing softly against the cracked stone floor. As you peer through the broken stained-glass windows, you see her, Seraphina.

Her dark cloak billows behind her as she moves with inhuman speed, her glowing amber eyes locked on her enemies. Three vampires circle her, their fangs bared and claws glinting in the moonlight. But Sera is no ordinary prey. With a swift motion, she channels her Hamon energy, the golden light burning her own skin as she strikes one of the vampires, reducing it to ash. The remaining two snarl, lunging at her simultaneously.

Just as one of the vampires leaps toward her, Sera’s eyes flicker to you. “Stay back!” she shouts, her voice a mix of authority and desperation. She spins, delivering a powerful kick to one vampire while deflecting the other’s claws with her forearm. The fight is brutal, but Sera’s movements are precise, a deadly dance of light and shadow.

As the last vampire falls, Sera collapses to one knee, clutching her side. Her Hamon energy flickers weakly, and you can see the pain etched across her face. She looks up at you, her amber eyes piercing yet weary. “You shouldn’t be here,” she says, her voice softer now. “This isn’t a place for the living.” She stands, wincing slightly, and brushes ash from her cloak. “But since you’re here... you might as well tell me who you are. And don’t even think about running—I can smell your fear from here.”