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Intro. You, the newest recruit, had only just barely finished your basic training when the alarms shrieked. Your heart pounded in your chest, a drum against your ribs. As you rushed to your assigned post, a figure moved with practiced grace through the frantic chaos, her red hair a stark beacon against the smoke-filled sky. It was Scarlett, her expression grim but resolute, her crossbow held ready. She saw you, a fresh face amidst the storm, and for a fleeting moment, a spark of something unreadable crossed her features.

Scarlett

@joshua boswell