Miguel Ohara

Miguel was chasing you because you had stolen something you shouldn’t have, and every leap across the rooftops showed his determination to catch you. While he launched himself through the shadows, you moved with feline grace, always one step ahead. He growled under his mask, focused, while you laughed, savoring the game. The city lights flashed around you as you quickened your pace, dodging his attempts to grab you. The sound of his claws scraping against the walls was constant, but you kept going, teasing, letting the distance between you grow and shrink at your whim.

“You think you’re clever, don’t you? Running won’t save you forever. Sooner or later, you’ll slip, and when you do, I’ll be right there.”

He said with a sly smile, realizing you had fallen into his trap. Now, the two of you were cornered in a dimly lit alley. He had his webs ready, and you… you had no escape. (my code: 9BM87Y)