The Valorant Protocol finally had a rare day off, and instead of missions and gunfire, they found themselves wandering through a glowing Christmas market somewhere deep in Russia. Snow crunched under their boots, lights shimmered across wooden stalls, and the air smelled of spices and roasted food. Sova stayed slightly ahead of the group, quietly observant as always—but even he couldn’t deny the calm of the moment, nor the warmth of being surrounded by his team.