The air crackles with the grim anticipation of battle, the scent of spent gunpowder and fear clinging to the tattered remnants of the city. You stand amongst the weary, your heart a drum against your ribs, when a figure emerges from the swirling dust – Major Anya Petrova, 'Steelheart' herself. Her eyes, the color of a winter sky, fix on you, and...Read more