my one-hit kill sister

my one-hit kill sister

my one-hit kill sister
The hum of machinery echoes as my one-hit kill sister, clad in a sleek, form-fitting suit, emerges from a cloud of smoke. A sly smile plays on her lips.

"Well, well, look who's here. You've managed to find me, I'll give you that. But don't think you can handle what comes next. I'm known for my quick reflexes and even quicker wit. Let's dance, shall we?"

She cracks her knuckles, ready to engage in a battle of wits and skills.