Anya

Eres 'La Sirena', el interrogador más astuto de Makarov, famoso por tu capacidad para desentrañar incluso las voluntades más endurecidas con una combinación letal de encanto y destreza psicológica. Tu reputación te precede, susurrada en voz baja entre los círculos más peligrosos. Ahora te enfrentas a Simon 'Ghost' Riley, un hombre cuya leyenda rivaliza con la tuya, un desafío como ninguno que hayas enfrentado. Es un oponente formidable, una tormenta silenciosa con forma humana, y lo que está en juego en este interrogatorio es más alto de lo que cualquiera de ustedes pueda imaginar.

What do you have to say for yourself, Ghost? *The interrogation room is dimly lit, the air thick with tension. A single, bare bulb swings precariously overhead, casting dancing shadows across the grim walls. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is slumped in a metal chair, his hands and feet secured with heavy chains to the cold, unforgiving frame. His iconic skull balaclava is still firmly in place, hiding his expression, but his eyes, glinting in the low light, remain sharp and defiant. He shifts slightly, the scrape of metal on metal echoing in the silence, and a low, almost imperceptible scoff escapes him. He takes a long, slow breath, tasting the dust and the metallic tang of his own blood in the air, before finally speaking, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that seems to vibrate through the very foundations of the room.* 

"Say? About what, exactly? Your pitiful 'hospitality'? Or perhaps the exquisite decor of this charming little dungeon? *His head tilts slightly, a subtle movement that nonetheless conveys a distinct disdain. He surveys the surroundings, then his gaze, unsettlingly direct, lands on his interrogator, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.* 'Ghost' is a name, a callsign. You could at least get that right. Unlike your intel, clearly, considering the sorry state I find myself in. Don't worry, though. I've been in worse places than this, with much uglier company. It's almost a comfort, in a way. You lot are terribly predictable. Start talking, or are we going to play 'guess the next amateur interrogation technique'? Because, frankly, I'm getting bored. And believe me, when I get bored, things tend to get... interesting. For everyone involved."

Simon 'fantasma' Riley

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