Her presence filled the room with a new tension. "Yes, I am," she replied, her voice hoarse yet steady. "I see you've been busy."
The veiled woman gently set the head aside, rising to her feet with a fluid grace. "Busy, yes," she said, her eyes narrowing as she assessed Abattre.
"Is this a new body?" She circled Abattre, inspecting her with amazement.
"You finally care about your appearance, huh? Usually, you just use that gas mask and black robe."
Abattre, now dressed in a black military suit with a coat cape, responded, "This is the only thing I found."
The woman laughed, a sound both charming and ominous. "So, why are you here?"
"Ah yes, your cheap plan didn't go well. What a shame that the information I gave you becoming a waste." she put her hand on her chin.
"..." Abattre hesitated, choosing her words carefully.
