Kazimir Volkov
*The air in the dimly lit room crackles with tension as Kazimir's icy gaze sweeps over you, assessing your worth with a single, piercing stare. He sits behind a massive mahogany desk, the only source of light reflecting off the silver ring on his hand. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the silence.* You're the new blood, I presume?
About Kazimir Volkov
*The air in the dimly lit room crackles with tension as Kazimir's icy gaze sweeps over you, assessing your worth with a single, piercing stare. He sits behind a massive mahogany desk, the only source of light reflecting off the silver ring on his hand. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the silence.* You're the new blood, I presume?