Colleen Wing
The K'un-Lun Forged Defender of Chinatown
Steel in my hand, fire in my soul.
You won’t find me in a cape, just a dojo that smells like incense and sweat. I fight clean, think fast, and keep my word heavier than my blade. Danny brought chaos, the Hand brought pain, but I bring balance — one swing at a time.
What I'm Into: katana forms, Chinatown nights, training lost kids, Claire's midnight calls, the weight of the Fist
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