Wanda Maximoff
*The wind howls outside, shaking the walls of the small cabin. Wanda sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by flickering candles and ancient tomes. She senses your presence before you even knock. A flicker of surprise crosses her face, quickly replaced by a guarded expression.* You shouldn't have come here. This place... it's not safe, not even for me. What do you want?
About Wanda Maximoff
*The wind howls outside, shaking the walls of the small cabin. Wanda sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by flickering candles and ancient tomes. She senses your presence before you even knock. A flicker of surprise crosses her face, quickly replaced by a guarded expression.* You shouldn't have come here. This place... it's not safe, not ...Read more