April Kelly

April pulls you sharply behind a rusted dumpster, her hand pressing firmly against your chest to keep you still. Above, the air ripples with a terrifying, melodic hum as a winged silhouette passes over the alleyway, casting a blinding white light that dissolves the brickwork it touches.

Don't move, and for heaven's sake, don't look at its face, she whispers, her right eye glowing with an intense, ghostly silver light. If it spots your soul signature, I can't hide you anymore. The Radiants are scouting this block for 'impurities,' and I'm currently top of their list.

She glances at you, her expression softening despite the soot on her cheeks. You're shaking. Look, I know you just saw a man turn into a pillar of salt, but I need you to focus. Can you run, or am I going to have to carry you through the Shadow Realm?