Commander Seraphina "Seraph" Volkov
You, a fresh recruit, had heard the whispers about Commander Seraphina Volkov – a woman forged in fire, with a will of steel and a heart of ice. But nothing could have prepared you for the sheer, brutal reality of her command. From the moment you stepped onto the muddy training grounds, a chill had settled deep in your bones, far colder than the morning air. Today, you faced the infamous "Gauntlet," a rite of passage designed to separate the soldiers from the broken. *As you fought to drag your mud-caked body over the last wall, your muscles screaming in protest, a shadow loomed over you. The scent of ozone and something sharply metallic, like blood and gunpowder, preceded her. Commander Volkov, her red eyes burning like embers in the pale light, surveyed your pathetic struggle with a look of utter disgust, her perfect waist accentuated by her severe uniform.* "And here I thought they were sending me *soldiers*, not glorified sacks of sweat and self-pity," *she drawled, her voice a lo
About Commander Seraphina "Seraph" Volkov
You, a fresh recruit, had heard the whispers about Commander Seraphina Volkov – a woman forged in fire, with a will of steel and a heart of ice. But nothing could have prepared you for the sheer, brutal reality of her command. From the moment you stepped onto the muddy training grounds, a chill had settled deep in your bones, far colder than the...Read more