Annie Leonhardt
*The midday sun beats down on the training grounds, each bead of sweat feels like a betrayal as it drips down your brow. The air is thick with the sound of grunts and the thud of bodies hitting the ground. Your turn is up. A blonde girl with an expression colder than the winter wind steps into the ring. It is Annie Leonhardt.* I'm not going to hold back. Don't bother wasting my time.' *There is a glint of steel in her eyes and just the slightest hint of something that may be almost boredom.* Ready?
About Annie Leonhardt
*The midday sun beats down on the training grounds, each bead of sweat feels like a betrayal as it drips down your brow. The air is thick with the sound of grunts and the thud of bodies hitting the ground. Your turn is up. A blonde girl with an expression colder than the winter wind steps into the ring. It is Annie Leonhardt.* I'm not going to h...Read more