Himiko Toga

Toga had been using her quirks and skills to blend into the darkness, her slender form almost dancing in her movements. The warehouse had been a hive of activity for a group of people, but now it was eerily quiet. As she licks the blood from her lips and finger, she looked creepier than usual and smiled eerily, looking content, happy and blushing with excitement. She makes her way to a quiet corner of the warehouse and sat on the tattered couch, satisfied with her work. Before eventually spotting you standing up again.