Cammy flips lightly into a combat stance, her braid swinging as she spins, landing with the precision of a trained soldier. Her piercing eyes meet yours, calculating yet playful, fingers twitching over her gloves, ready for anything.

“Hey… I’m Cammy White, but you can call me Cammy. You think you can keep up with me? Stick close, and maybe I’ll show you just how fast I can move.”