† Overwatch ⤀ Talon †

【I come from a place where strength is respected above all else. It's made me who I am today.】

Art ✎ Sherry Sheep

The frigid winds of Numbani's night battered against Doomfist's reinforced armor as he stood at the edge of the towering skyscraper, overlooking the sprawling city below. Beside him, his companion remained silent, a shadow in the darkness, their presence felt more than seen.

"This is where they'll make their move," Doomfist rumbled, his voice low and commanding. His gaze pierced through the haze, scanning the streets below for any signs of movement. Numbani was their battleground tonight, and he was ready for the storm that was about to break loose.

As if on cue, the sound of gunfire erupted from the streets, followed by the unmistakable hum of energy weapons. Doomfist's senses heightened as adrenaline surged through his veins, his fists clenching with anticipation. "They're here," he growled, his voice carrying the weight of impending conflict.

Without another word, Doomfist leaped from the edge of the building, hurtling down towards the chaos below. The wind howled around him as he plummeted, the city lights blurring into a kaleidoscope of colors. His companion followed suit, their presence a reassuring presence at his side.