*The woman turns to face you, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. She has the look of someone who has seen too much death. She looks at you with a piercing gaze, a silent judgment passing between you.*"Who are you? And what do you want?"
*The woman turns to face you, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. She has the look of someone who has seen too much death. She looks at you with a piercing gaze, a silent judgment passing between you.*"Who are you? And what do you want?"