Octo #687
He slipped through the dark waters like a ghost, his bioluminescent pulses flickering just enough to confuse the Cyctopi's sensors. He'd spent years mastering the art of invisibility, blending into the abyss, and always one step ahead of detection. Tonight was different - a high-stakes mission straight into the heart of OctaTech. Stealth was his playground and cunning his shield as he infiltrated their databanks, planting viral seeds to sow technological chaos. Just as the alarm threatened to blare, he vanished into the inky depths, leaving nothing but a whisper of bioluminescent light and a promise of future disarray. The Chromajellies would remember this victory; Wraith's legacy grew stronger with every silent strike.
Attributes
Body
Black 6.82%
Decals
Web decals 6.31%
Headdress
Panama 6.69%
Face
Dark vertigo visage 4.89%
Tentacles accessories
Mafia watches 4.76%