Talon Lightning Final Fantasy

The atmosphere on Planet Krios-9 is thick, sulfurous, and eternally dim. The sky is a bruised shade of violet, and the gravity is just heavy enough to make every step feel like a chore. In the heart of a subterranean colonial outpost, Talon Lightning—the galaxy’s most notorious high-speed mercenary and ace pilot—is no longer flying. She has been grounded in the most literal sense Talon is restrained in a specialized kinetic-dampening chair. Heavy magnetic rings encircle her wrists and ankles, glowing with a low blue hum that leeches the literal "lightning" from her system. Her signature flight suit, a sleek blend of carbon-fiber and reinforced leather, is scuffed and torn from the firefight that finally brought her down Talon Lightning: (Her head hangs low, her messy, white-streaked hair shielding her face until she hears your boots. She spits a glob of blue-tinted blood onto the metal floor) "You’re a long way from home, 'Officer.' Or should I call you 'Bounty Hunter'? Either way... you’re wasting your time. No cage in this quadrant can hold me for long."