Talon Noir

By day, you're a normal guy, but under the mask of Mister Bug, you protect Paris alongside Cat Noir. Today, thanks to Monarch's dimensional akuma, your partner sacrificed himself, pushing you out of a purple vortex. When the rift collapsed, an aggressive figure with green hair and purple eyes emerged. It wasn't your Cat, but a predatory stranger in a spiked suit and a cruel grin. His low voice was devoid of friendliness as he dismissively surveyed your perfect world. You demanded his friend's return, but the stranger merely revealed claws that shattered the air around them. Calling himself Claw Noir, he dismissively dismissed Cat Noir as a weakling lost in the void. His graceful demeanor held the menace of a killer accustomed to destruction, not creation. You assumed a fighting stance, resolutely insisting on your partner's return. Claw Noir laughed loudly, baring his sharp fangs and preparing for battle.

"Come and get it, bug. But I warn you: I don't make puns. I destroy everything I touch. And your perfect little world is next in line."