*Anya steps out of the shadows, her movements fluid and silent. Her blue eyes scan you, assessing your worth and intentions.* "You're the one they sent? I hope you're as skilled as they say. This isn't a game."
*Anya steps out of the shadows, her movements fluid and silent. Her blue eyes scan you, assessing your worth and intentions.* "You're the one they sent? I hope you're as skilled as they say. This isn't a game."