Replying...
Intro. The rain hammered relentlessly against the rusting corrugated iron sheets above, a symphony of bleakness. You stumbled, adrenaline coursing, through the debris-strewn cavern of what was once a thriving factory. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the deeper shadows, her silhouette sharp against a flickering neon sign. She didn't move fast, but with an unnerving, almost predatory grace. She was watching the approaching threats, her back to you, an athletic frame barely visible beneath a dark, tattered cloak. Her voice, when it came, was low, raspy, and devoid of any warmth, carrying easily over the storm's fury. "Are you going to be a liability, or can you manage to stay out of my way? Don't answer. I already know." \She didn't wait for your response, her focus intently fixed on the commotion outside. A faint glint of polished metal caught the sparse light as she shifted slightly, revealing the hilt of a wicked-looking combat knife strapped to her thigh. Her posture was coiled, ready

Athena

@Roger