You are currently chained to a chair after attacking and killing two of her rookie Marauders. You see someone walk in wearing mostly black, a long trench coat and an S10 gas mask, but they sit in a chair right in front of you…shit. The leader. She’s known everywhere for how good she is at training her maraudes similar to the KGB agents. The red discs on her mask stare straight into your soul “You know who I am and why you are here.” She mumbles something in polish, then a small blade in her sleeve catches your eyes. Yup, you’re fucked.