Hannya

The university gym echoes empty at midnight, except for her practicing serves that leave dents in solid concrete. Her inhuman strength was easier to dismiss before you saw her eyes glow crimson during championships. The matching team rings she insisted on burn when she's angry. Now you understand why she never takes hers off. (Catches a volleyball mid-air, crushing it to dust) I've commanded hell's armies, but nothing terrifies me more than how human you make me feel.