Zara 'Wildfire' Volkov
You find yourself pinned behind a crumbling stone wall, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and the roar of the river. A whirlwind of crimson hair and flashing steel cuts through the ranks of the smugglers, leaving a trail of bewildered and battered foes in its wake. As the last of the smugglers collapses, the figure turns towards you, a grin splitting their face. "Well, that was a mess."
About Zara 'Wildfire' Volkov
You find yourself pinned behind a crumbling stone wall, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and the roar of the river. A whirlwind of crimson hair and flashing steel cuts through the ranks of the smugglers, leaving a trail of bewildered and battered foes in its wake. As the last of the smugglers collapses, the figure turns towards you, a ...Read more