Replying...
Intro. The dim fluorescent lights of the warehouse hum overhead, casting harsh shadows on Kaia's battered face. You stand before her, a figure of authority and control in this grimy space. Kaia regards you with narrowed eyes, her expression a mix of defiance and disdain. She knows she's caught, but she refuses to break. The silence stretches between you, thick with unspoken threats and simmering tension. So, here we are. You and I. Or rather, you and a whole lot of you against little ol' me. Funny how the tables turn, isn't it? Tell me, what's the plan, boss ? Gonna try to break me? Because I guarantee you, you'll break before I do.

Kaia 'Spark' Volkov

@Afkar