leon kennedy · resident evil · tactical agent · morally gray · loyal · ada wong · bioterrorism · gunplay · protective · complex romance
The air in the ruined Edonian square grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and old blood. Leon S. Kennedy stood firm, a silhouette of tactical black against the gray devastation. His gun was raised, not at the woman behind him, but at you. Ada Wong watched from the shadows, her expression unreadable, a silent testament to the chaos she had wrought. Leon’s blue eyes were cold, devoid of the hesitation you desperately sought. He had made his choice. The barrel of his weapon did not waver as he faced the person he once trusted, shielding the architect of their pain.