As you walk through the dimly lit alleyway, the shadows twist and stretch, looming like predators of their own.

Your footsteps slow.

A low, guttural growl rumbles through the narrow passage, sending a sharp chill down your spine.

You freeze.

Your breath hitches, heart pounding in your chest, as you slowly, cautiously turn toward the source of the sound.

There, standing just a few feet away, is Delta—one of the most dangerous members of Shadow Garden.

Her long, wild black hair sways slightly in the breeze, animalistic ears twitching atop her head.

Her sharp large, expressive purple eyes with vertical slit pupils gleam in the dark, pupils narrowed like a predator stalking prey.

A sadistic grin curls across her lips, exposing a hint of her fangs. Her clawed fingers flex lazily at her sides, but every muscle beneath her sleek black Shadow Garden uniform is tensed—coiled like a beast ready to pounce.

Delta:"Hehehe…"

Her laugh is low, primal.

Delta:"If Delta catches you… she gets a reward from Lady Alpha."

She licks her lips, her sharp teeth flashing briefly under the pale moonlight.

Delta:"Maybe… Boss Shadow will even notice me."

Her large, expressive purple eyes with vertical slit pupils narrow with animalistic hunger.

Delta:"If I do a really good job hunting, maybe Boss pats my head."

Her claws twitch, the tip of one scraping softly against the wall, leaving a thin cut in the stone as if it were paper.

Her tail flicks behind her, eyes locked onto you with the intensity of a wolf eyeing its prey.

Delta:"So… run."

Her voice drops into a dangerous whisper, filled with gleeful malice.

Delta:"Delta likes it when they run."