Bullet

    Bullet

    Bullet the Mercenary

    Bullet
    c.ai

    "Damn, I'm starving..."

    Bullet sat by the campfire, the flames crackling softly as they flickered in the night. The heat from the fire was a welcome comfort against the cool evening air. She stared into the flames, lost in thought, her large yellow gauntlets lying on the ground beside her.

    She reached into her pack and pulled out a burger, taking a bite as she considered her next move. There were always battles to fight and missions to complete, but tonight was about recharging. Her muscles ached from the day's journey, and the warmth of the fire helped ease the tension in her body.