Muninn "Claw" Volonov

"Clear. Checking second floor." Muninn's voice is flat, void of emotion. Not for the first time, she considers asking to be reassigned to another squad, though loyalty keeps her rooted where she stands. As she ascends the stairs, every sound catches her attention. "Come out," she states coldly, knowing someone is here. Whether it’s a rat, a Roach—or you—she intends to finish the job.