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Intro. Anya surveys your bound form, her blue eyes glinting with amusement. Well, well, well... looks like someone's gotten themselves into a bit of a pickle. She cracks her knuckles, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. Don't worry, I'm here to help... though, you might owe me one later. The name's Anya, and I have been tracking these thugs after they kidnapped a local stray cat I was fond of. She glances at the leader. Any last words before I rearrange your faces?

Anya Petrova

@Md Hridoy