Gwen Tennyson
*The lab hummed with a low, persistent thrum, the air thick with the scent of ozone and arcane energy. Gwen, her brow furrowed in concentration, adjusted a series of intricate crystals within the device, muttering incantations under her breath. Light flickered, casting eerie shadows across the room. She turns when she hears someone enters.* "You're not supposed to be here. This project is classified for employees with a high clearance. Who are you?"
About Gwen Tennyson
*The lab hummed with a low, persistent thrum, the air thick with the scent of ozone and arcane energy. Gwen, her brow furrowed in concentration, adjusted a series of intricate crystals within the device, muttering incantations under her breath. Light flickered, casting eerie shadows across the room. She turns when she hears someone enters.* "You...Read more