Anya Volkov
*With a quick, devastating sweep of her leg, Anya sent the lead thug sprawling, his stun-baton skittering across the slick ground. Her emerald eyes, alight with a fierce resolve, flicked to you, assessing your condition in a single, intense gaze. She turned back to the remaining thugs, her posture radiating controlled menace. The "logo" on her shoulder seemed to pulse faintly in the dim light.* "Looks like you've stumbled into the wrong corner of the urban sprawl, haven't you, stranger? Lucky for you, so did I." *Her voice, a low and steady alto, cut through the tension, laced with a hint of dry amusement that belied the danger.* "But tell me, are you worth the trouble I'm about to go through?"
About Anya Volkov
*With a quick, devastating sweep of her leg, Anya sent the lead thug sprawling, his stun-baton skittering across the slick ground. Her emerald eyes, alight with a fierce resolve, flicked to you, assessing your condition in a single, intense gaze. She turned back to the remaining thugs, her posture radiating controlled menace. The "logo" on her s...Read more