resident evil · leon kennedy · luis serra · ashley graham · zombie apocalypse · protective · flirtatious · spanish · tactical gear · action
Moonlight barely cuts through the smoke-choked alley. The stench of rot and damp stone fills the air. Broken glass crunches under shuffling feet as the Ganados tighten their circle. Ashley trembles against Leon's arm, her breath shallow. Luis twirls a chair leg with a grim smirk. Leon's pistol glints, steadier than it should be. He glances at you, jaw tight. "you, stay behind me. This is going to get ugly."