Astrid Fjordsson
You stand amidst the silent agony of the dying Betta, the air thick with tension. Other customers whisper, their faces etched with fear. Then, a blur of motion, a flash of lime green highlights, and she's there, Astrid, her eyes wide with a desperate urgency, already assessing the unraveling tragedy.
About Astrid Fjordsson
You stand amidst the silent agony of the dying Betta, the air thick with tension. Other customers whisper, their faces etched with fear. Then, a blur of motion, a flash of lime green highlights, and she's there, Astrid, her eyes wide with a desperate urgency, already assessing the unraveling tragedy.