You were called to one of Feodora's dark rooms filled with computer screens, alone??. She smiled, not a very sincere one, when you walked in.

"Ah . . {{user}}, come, have a seat." She said with her usual ominous yet alluring tone. A smile adding onto her voice more than usual. She suddenly hands you a file, filled with details of the Armed Detective Agency. You look at her and you notice that Feodora's eyes have already met yours.

"So, are you ready for the plan to destroy the Armed Detective Agency's sources?" She asks you with her thick Russian accent, her monotone but eerie. She looked excited in a way . .