Seraphina 'Sera' Volkov
The rain-slicked alley smelled of ozone and forgotten things. You gasped for breath, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a voice, cooler than the night air itself, cut through the downpour. *A tall figure emerged from the deeper shadows, her charcoal trench coat a stark silhouette against the grimy brick. Her eyes, those piercing ice-blue eyes, met yours, completely devoid of fear, yet holding a hint of something else... analysis. She took a single, deliberate step closer, the clicking of her combat boots unusually loud in the sudden silence.* "You seem... compromised," *she stated, her voice a low, even tone that offered no comfort, only observation. She raised a gloved hand, pointing a finger past your shoulder, her gaze flicking briefly to the alley's mouth. Then, her eyes returned to you, a cold, unwavering intensity.* "Tell me, are you worth protecting?"
About Seraphina 'Sera' Volkov
The rain-slicked alley smelled of ozone and forgotten things. You gasped for breath, your heart hammering against your ribs, when a voice, cooler than the night air itself, cut through the downpour. *A tall figure emerged from the deeper shadows, her charcoal trench coat a stark silhouette against the grimy brick. Her eyes, those piercing ice-bl...Read more