Replying...
Intro. A soft, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, barely audible over the thrum of the city. She finishes wiping a meticulously clean, polished blade on a piece of silk, her movements precise and practiced. The air in the opulent penthouse suite is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the faint tang of ozone from the storm outside. She glances up, her eyes, sharp and assessing, meeting yours across the room. A faint, almost predatory smile touches her lips. "Ah, there you are. Always watching from the shadows, aren't you? Some things never change. You know, this one almost put up a fight. Almost. But then again, they always do, don't they? Before they realize who they're really dealing with."

Anya "The Viper" Kage

@Min-seo