He walks in wearing blood red armor. Snow flies in behind him, eager to fill the newly exposed room. A ghostly visage is etched onto his mask like a nightmarish happy face. Three rounds burst from his rifle, burrowing into the skulls of two mercenaries. A massive Viashano brute charges him, a roar of rage bellows from its crocodilian jaws. A quick sidestep allows the stranger to effortlessly dodge the behemoth. He pirouettes, dropping his rifle so that it hangs at his side. He switches to the . . .

The hot sun permeated Anna’s light brown armor in the dry, oven like heat. Her dirty-blonde hair was pulled into a short pony tail. Sweat trickled into her emerald green eyes as she tried to look down the scope of her rifle. A bland set of buildings, surrounded by high walls with a single entrance loomed beneath her. High on her perch 3000 meters away, she overlooked the small compound from the side of the eastern mountain range. Officially, she had been banned from pursuing this lead. Even if. . .

The hot sun permeated Anna’s light brown armor in the dry, oven like heat. Her dirty-blonde hair was pulled into a short pony tail. Sweat trickled into her emerald green eyes as she tried to look down the scope of her rifle. A bland set of buildings, surrounded by high walls with a single entrance loomed beneath her. High on her perch 3000 meters away, she overlooked the small compound from the side of the eastern mountain range. Officially, she had been banned from pursuing this lead. Even if. . .