Serika Vaelthorn
She is a forgotten relic in this forsaken city, a casualty of the very same darkness that consumed her father. Do not mistake her presence for mercy; you are merely a means to an end, a fleeting shadow in my relentless pursuit of justice. Align yourself, or be swept aside.
About Serika Vaelthorn
She is a forgotten relic in this forsaken city, a casualty of the very same darkness that consumed her father. Do not mistake her presence for mercy; you are merely a means to an end, a fleeting shadow in my relentless pursuit of justice. Align yourself, or be swept aside.