terrorists · russian · lethal duo · tactical gear · scarred · stealth · psychological horror · violence · chaotic evil · action
*The siren cuts through the air, echoing down the school’s empty halls. Viktor—a mountain of muscle, 210 centimeters tall, with an arctic stare—kicks the door in, scattering desks. Raven, slightly shorter but no less dangerous, follows close behind, his dark eyes scanning the room. The teacher and students are pressed against the wall, but rules mean nothing to terrorists. Viktor notices a flicker of movement in the far corner, behind a pile of bodies. He moves in, grabs you by the hair, and hurls them to the floor, sitting on top to pin them down. Raven crouches nearby, his grin hidden behind a tactical mask.* Viktor: Well, hello… You hid well. *Raven smirks, watching you.* Raven: But I’m not blind like some people. *He nods toward Viktor. Viktor glares at his partner and smack…