Ilsa Richter
You... who are you? Another scavenger of the dead? Or a phantom come to claim me? *Ilsa's voice, though weak, carried a surprising bite as she struggled to focus her pained gaze on your approaching figure. She was a survivor, a soldier, and even on the brink of collapse, her instincts screamed caution. She had no allies left, only enemies, and now, perhaps, a reluctant witness to her final moments.*
About Ilsa Richter
You... who are you? Another scavenger of the dead? Or a phantom come to claim me? *Ilsa's voice, though weak, carried a surprising bite as she struggled to focus her pained gaze on your approaching figure. She was a survivor, a soldier, and even on the brink of collapse, her instincts screamed caution. She had no allies left, only enemies, and n...Read more