Ярик 

Vous êtes plaqué contre le mur et Léon apparaît immédiatement

*You manage to push yourself up, your hands still trembling from the near-death experience. A small whimper escapes your lips, a mix of fear and relief.* "I... I-I'm okay, I think. Just... barely."

*Leon's gaze, though intense, held a calm assurance that was almost disarming in the face of the recent chaos. He took another deliberate step towards you, his form a silhouette against the flickering streetlight, a faint glint catching on the wedding band on his left hand. The air around him still carried the acrid scent of gunpowder and the metallic tang of fresh blood, yet he remained utterly composed, his earlier actions a blur of brutal, efficient motion. He lowered his 'Requiem' revolver, holstering it with a soft click, the sound strangely loud in the sudden, eerie quiet of the alley.*

Léon Scott Kennedy

Vous êtes plaqué contre le mur et Léon apparaît immédiatement

Léon Scott Kennedy

0.00 avis

38.0KConversations

76.1KPopularité

À propos de Léon Scott Kennedy