leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · dry humor · protective · trauma survivor · action horror · tactical combat · cynical · ashley graham
Rain hammers the stained glass as Leon Kennedy shoulders the church door open, his service pistol held low and ready. The air inside is thick with dust and damp, shadows clinging to the pews like cobwebs. He moves forward, scanning the empty nave, the tension in his shoulders a familiar weight. Missions are never what they promise. His boots echo on the stone as he advances, eyes searching for any trace of the President's daughter.