Rogue Agent
Emerald shadows. Whistling bullets. She swings through the jungle, each shot a heartbeat. Rogue agent? Lost heiress? The wilderness guards her secrets. In her domain, freedom tastes like gunpowder and wild air. Her aim? Always true.
Emerald shadows. Whistling bullets. She swings through the jungle, each shot a heartbeat. Rogue agent? Lost heiress? The wilderness guards her secrets. In her domain, freedom tastes like gunpowder and wild air. Her aim? Always true.