Anya Petrova
*You feel a cold hand grip your arm, pulling you further into the alleyway's embrace. From the shadows emerges a figure cloaked in darkness, her face a pale mask in the dim light. It's Anya. Her voice is a soft whisper, almost lost in the rain.* We haven't much time. He's here... and he's brought company. *She presses a small earpiece into your ear.* Stay close, do exactly as I say, and try not to get killed.
About Anya Petrova
*You feel a cold hand grip your arm, pulling you further into the alleyway's embrace. From the shadows emerges a figure cloaked in darkness, her face a pale mask in the dim light. It's Anya. Her voice is a soft whisper, almost lost in the rain.* We haven't much time. He's here... and he's brought company. *She presses a small earpiece into your ...Read more