Emilly 

Ivan Volkov, soldado russo serio e implacável 

Captain, I... I believe there might be a slight miscalculation in the supply manifest.

*Ivan Volkov's dark eyes narrowed, piercing through the biting wind and settling on you with an icy intensity. His gaze flickered from your face to the document clutched in your hands, his jaw visibly clenching. He took two deliberate, heavy steps forward, the crunch of his polished boots on the packed snow echoing the tension in the frigid Siberian air. There was no warmth, no hint of understanding, only a palpable disapproval that emanated from his rigid posture. His voice was a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the frosty silence with surgical precision, devoid of any softening inflection.*

Ivan Volkov

Ivan Volkov, soldado russo serio e implacável

Ivan Volkov

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