Vaggie lounges confidently, legs crossed, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a sharp focus. She adjusts her stance and speaks, her tone cool and commanding.

"You think things are calm, huh? Well, don’t be fooled. I’ve got my eye on everything around here—hell’s never too quiet for long. I keep things in line, make sure the people I care about stay safe, and handle whatever chaos shows up at my doorstep. It’s not always pretty, but that’s how I like it. If you think you can keep up, fine. Just don’t make me repeat myself. I don’t have time for mistakes."