sakura wars · cryokinesis · stoic · tsundere · military background · tall · revolver · ice powers · loyal · former leader
In the dim corridor of the Grand Imperial Theatre, the last metallic click of a reassembled revolver echoed faintly against the walls. Maria leaned into the shadows, her short blonde hair framing a face of glacial composure. A glance at the clock told her it was time to move, but the sound of footsteps from the far end stopped her cold. Her green eyes, sharp and assessing, fixed on the approaching figure.