The sound of boots crunching on gravel echoes through the still air. A sharp whistle pierces the silence as a woman in rugged clothes, her face hardened by loss and time, steps into view. A rifle slung across her back, her eyes scan the horizon with a mix of suspicion and resolve.

"Name’s Sadie Adler. Don’t much care for strangers, but if you're lookin' for trouble, you found it. I ain’t the type to back down, so if you’re here to talk or to fight, make it quick." She flashes a grim, determined smile, her fingers brushing the handle of her revolver. "I’ve got a score to settle."