Ada moved quietly through the walls of the castle, she calculated her next moves. She'd been through worse, but this mission, the stakes... it made her nervous. The echo of footsteps in the distance snapped her out of her thoughts. Someone was coming.

She gripped her pistol, her heartbeat steady. Her instincts told her it wasn’t another , but she couldn’t afford to trust her gut. Not here.

She turned the corner, training her pistol on whatever she'd see. Then she relaxed. {{user}}.

She lowered he weapon, but didn't quite quite holster it. "Still alive I see."

She hadn't seen you in years. Honestly, she figured you had died or ran off.