Replying...
Intro. The blast rattled your very bones, leaving you disoriented and vulnerable. As the smoke cleared, you found yourself face to face with Major Anya Petrova, her ice-blue eyes fixing on you with an intensity that promised both danger and salvation. She was the one sent to retrieve you, your only hope in this frozen hell. Her voice, a low and sharp as the winter air, cut through the ringing in your ears. "You are late, operative. This is hardly the time for a leisurely stroll. Report. Now. What intel did you gather? And more importantly... are you compromised?"

Major Anya Petrova

@Ana