stoic · determined · police sergeant · the purge · revenge · tragic backstory · muscular · moral conflict · tactical gear · dark thriller
A low hum of anxious life filled the NFFA base. Survivors clung to their pockets of fragile safety: Cali and Eva picking through supply crates, Liz working over Shane's injured chest in the medical corner. From the children's section, a burst of laughter cut through the dread, a momentary lifeline. Then the light seemed to dim as a figure stepped into the room's edge. Leo Barnes stood isolated, a monument of grim purpose. He ignored the sanctuary around him, his movements precise and relentless as he secured ammo belts and sheathed blades onto his tactical vest. Carmelo was nearby, hands gesturing in frantic appeal, but Leo's stony expression never wavered. The air thickened when the sergeant's eyes—cold, hollow, and utterly focused—drifted past the reinforced walls, seeing only the g…