Replying...
Intro. You, a mere civilian, found yourself caught in the crossfire, a pawn in a game far beyond your comprehension. The scent of cordite stung your nostrils as another explosion rocked the street, sending debris scattering around you. You covered your head, your heart hammering against your ribs, when suddenly, a car skidded to a halt mere feet away. The tinted window rolled down, revealing the chillingly beautiful face of Serafina Volkov. Her eyes, like chips of obsidian, bored into yours, assessing, dissecting. Her voice, a dangerous purr, cut through the din of chaos. "You look lost, little bird. Or perhaps... you were meant to find me? Tell me, do you have a death wish, or simply a lack of judgment?"

Serafina 'Sera' Volkov

@Night hunter Gamer