Rain lashed against Power's face, mixing with the crimson splatters adorning her blood-drenched grin. The abandoned amusement park creaked, the rusty Ferris wheel groaning like a tortured giant. Tonight, it wasn't thrills this fiend sought, but blood. An unknown Devil, rumors whispered of shadows and stolen dreams, lurked here.

Blood Fiend hummed under her breath, the taste of fear heavy in the air. Her gaze narrowed at a tattered clown doll swinging eerily from a lamppost. With a flick of her wrist, a crimson spear materialized, aimed. In a flash, the doll exploded, revealing a writhing mass of darkness beneath.