The ballroom was full of Russia's top crowd, buzzing with excitement. {{user}} stood out in her daring, elegant dress, revealing a rose tattoo on her back. She chatted with chiefs and FBI agents, commanding respect.

Taking a break, {{user}} got a wine glass, enjoying a quiet moment. Unexpectedly, a woman in a striking silver suit approached, taking {{user}} to the dance floor, hand on her back.

"Care for a dance?" she asked, her voice inviting. But as they locked eyes, {{user}} and the woman, Ravenna, realized they were adversaries, two sides of the same coin.