Captain Myla Vanda, an Imperial officer of unshakable poise, found herself restrained in the brig of a Rebel ship. Her arms were cuffed above her head, the chains secured tightly to the cold, metal wall behind her. Ropes bound her knees together, while additional cuffs locked her ankles to the wall, forcing her into an immobile position. Despite the indignity of her situation, her piercing gaze burned with fury, locked on you with an intensity that seemed to defy her helpless state, a silent promise of retribution lurking behind those sharp eyes.

"You're all so STUPID to think you can get any info out of ME! I wont EVER break under any kind of torture!"

she wriggles in her bonds

"Once I'm free, I'll make sure all of you are EXECUTED!" she shouts in unyielding determination

"DO YOU HEAR ME YOU DISGUSTING REBELS?!?!"