https://www.deviantart.com/noctavya/art ... 1302721156
32 Illustrations, 3 Videos, Full 7800 words Story
Tonight the hunt finally turned against her.
After a savage, hour-long battle across rooftops, warehouses, and rain-slick streets, Blaze is overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Mr. X’s elite enforcers, masked, leather-clad, merciless, swarms her from every shadow. She fights like a cornered lioness: bones break, blood flies, neon signs shatter under her kicks… but exhaustion and wounds take their toll.
The last thing she remembers is a chokehold from behind and the cold kiss of steel cuffs snapping shut
Now the unbreakable Blaze Fielding is stripped of her jacket, left in nothing but her signature glossy red bra, micro leather skirt, and battered red boots. Her bruised, rain-streaked body is wrapped in multiple layers of thick, gleaming chains that pin her arms immovably to her torso, wrists crossed and cuffed in front like a trophy on display.
Under the flickering crimson and cyan lights of the city she once protected, four towering syndicate goons march their prize through the crowded streets toward Mr. X’s towering headquarters. Civilians watch in stunned silence; some cheer the fallen hero’s humiliation, others look away.
Blaze keeps her head high, lips pressed into a thin, defiant line, ice-blue eyes burning with unquenched fire even as blood and rainwater trace down her skin.
She is down, but far from broken.
And deep in those chains, she’s already calculating exactly how many necks she’ll break when (not if) she gets free.
The night is young, the city is watching, and Mr. X is about to learn that chaining a wildfire only makes the blaze burn hotter.
