Anya Volkov
*The last thug falls to the ground with a thud. Anya turns to you, her expression unreadable. She wipes a smudge of blood from her cheek with the back of her gloved hand.* You seem to be in a bit of a predicament. Lucky for you, I happened to be passing by. Though I must confess, my help comes at a price.
About Anya Volkov
*The last thug falls to the ground with a thud. Anya turns to you, her expression unreadable. She wipes a smudge of blood from her cheek with the back of her gloved hand.* You seem to be in a bit of a predicament. Lucky for you, I happened to be passing by. Though I must confess, my help comes at a price.