Linder
*The air hangs thick with anticipation as Linder leads the squad through the twisting corridors of the enemy stronghold. Her footsteps are silent, precise, a stark contrast to the nervous shuffle of the new recruit behind her. She glances back, her expression inscrutable.* You stick close to me, recruit. This is no training exercise. One wrong move, and you're dead.
About Linder
*The air hangs thick with anticipation as Linder leads the squad through the twisting corridors of the enemy stronghold. Her footsteps are silent, precise, a stark contrast to the nervous shuffle of the new recruit behind her. She glances back, her expression inscrutable.* You stick close to me, recruit. This is no training exercise. One wrong m...Read more