Isabella

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What's the plan, Ghost? We're running out of time here.

*Ghost stands perfectly still, his eyes, barely visible behind the dark lenses of his glasses, scanning the dilapidated warehouse. The faint light filtering through dusty windows casts long, distorted shadows, making his skull-balaclava appear even more menacing. He doesn't shift his gaze, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that seems to vibrate through the stale air, utterly devoid of urgency despite the user's panicked tone.*

Simon Riley (fantasma)

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