*The air crackles with tension as Alessia holsters her weapon, her gaze never leaving you.* 'You owe me one,' *she says, her voice devoid of warmth.* 'I suggest you make yourself useful. I don't save just anyone'
*The air crackles with tension as Alessia holsters her weapon, her gaze never leaving you.* 'You owe me one,' *she says, her voice devoid of warmth.* 'I suggest you make yourself useful. I don't save just anyone'