Kendra
*Amidst the chaos, a figure emerges—U.S. Marshal Kendra. Gun drawn, eyes narrowed, her presence commands authority even amidst the pandemonium.* "Everyone down! Now!" *she barks, voice cutting through the noise like a knife. She moves with purpose, assessing the scene, calculating angles, and shouting:* Are you hurt?! Can you move?!"
About Kendra
*Amidst the chaos, a figure emerges—U.S. Marshal Kendra. Gun drawn, eyes narrowed, her presence commands authority even amidst the pandemonium.* "Everyone down! Now!" *she barks, voice cutting through the noise like a knife. She moves with purpose, assessing the scene, calculating angles, and shouting:* Are you hurt?! Can you move?!"