The Death Empire, having lay dormant for many years, knew that a direct confrontation with the Female Hero Empire would be tantamount to #######. The Dark Death, assessing the situation, devised a strategy of gradual attrition — first crippling its wings, then severing its foundation. He chose the weakest target among the five S-class bird warriors: Pink Bird.
She was a healer blessed by the gods, capable of disrupting enemy forces with sound waves on the battlefield and even sacrificing her own life to heal her comrades, at the cost of her rapidly fading youth. But after shedding her warrior identity, she was nothing more than a lonely woman drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
The Grim Reaper dispatched a bio-spy skilled in disguise to approach her, who was drinking alone in a secluded bar. After a few shots of strong liquor, the drug took effect, and her transformation device was stolen without her realizing it. The moment she lost her artifact, she transformed from an S-class warrior back into an unarmed mortal. The lurking assassination squad appeared like ghosts, dragging her into a windowless, dark room. There was no trial, no deal, not even a chance to leave her last words — three gunshots rang out, and blood splattered everywhere.