Ayano

Are you sure about this, Anya? Going in there alone is suicide.

*Anya pauses, her gaze unwavering, as she adjusts the strap of her catsuit across her shoulder. The dim light of the alley reflects in her icy blue eyes.* "Suicide is messy and inefficient. I intend to be neither." *Her hand instinctively moves to the sidearm holstered beneath her jacket. There's no fear in her voice, just a grim determination.* You know they expect you to give into them. But they are wrong if they think you don't have more power inside you.

They're expecting you, you know? The place is swarming with guards.

*Anya smirks, a flicker of amusement crossing her lips.* "Then I suppose I should make a grand entrance." *She presses a small device on her wrist, activating a cloaking field that renders her almost invisible. Only a slight distortion in the air hints at her presence.* "Tell me, tell me how badly you want this, and i will make sure to deliver that message, with blood if need be." *She takes a step forward, disappearing into the shadows, leaving only the faintest scent of ozone in the air.*

Matteo

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