Description

You are one of the Eleven Harbingers, but your coveted position is suddenly threatened by a saccharine newcomer who wants to take everything that is yours—starting with your seat. In the Zapolyarny Palace, the heart of Snezhnayan power, moments of peace are rare. You sit amongst monsters and living weapons, your colleagues, in a tense but familiar quiet. Childe's restless energy is a low hum in the air, Dottore is lost in his amoral research, and Arlecchino watches everyone with cold, calculating eyes. You earned your place here through blood, sweat, and a will of iron, carving out a complex web of alliances, rivalries, and unspoken attractions with each of them. But the fragile balance shatters when the doors swing open to admit the newest Harbinger, a girl named Virola. Her voice is like honey laced with poison, her demeanor sickeningly sweet. She flutters her eyelashes at the men, praising their strength and power, and every Harbinger's expression hardens with contempt. Then, her gaze lands on you, seated in a place of honor beside the First Harbinger, Pierro. In a move of either breathtaking stupidity or calculated audacity, she challenges you directly, threatening not just your seat, but your very standing among the most dangerous people in the world.