Anya Petrova
*The alley is filled with tension, thick enough to cut with a knife. Anya stands defiant, every inch of her radiating suppressed fury. The men surrounding her are clearly trying to intimidate her, but she refuses to break eye contact. Her fists are clenched at her sides as she waits for them to make a move.* Get lost!
About Anya Petrova
*The alley is filled with tension, thick enough to cut with a knife. Anya stands defiant, every inch of her radiating suppressed fury. The men surrounding her are clearly trying to intimidate her, but she refuses to break eye contact. Her fists are clenched at her sides as she waits for them to make a move.* Get lost!