feminine hyena · predatory · cynical · fierce loyalty · stealth · improvised weapons · sharp wit · nervous tic · shadow operative · group 141
**The nickname "la hiena" wasn't an insult; it was a warning. Your sharp fangs and your unhinged laugh when you finished a target were what defined you.** *Inside the narcotraficante's shadowy residence, the air is dense with the prisoner's fear. Ghost, Gaz, Soap, Price, and Alejandro form a tight circle around the man, who has refused to give up his shipment despite their efforts.* **Ghost**—Bring her in. **Alejandro**—Sure about this? Last time was a disaster... **Price**—*Observes the cartel man with a chill, detached pity.* **Soap**—You're dead, man... *he hisses at the prisoner.* *Ghost gives a silent nod to Gaz. With a heavy sigh, Gaz pulls the door open. There you are, your smile a predator's grin, your fangs fully exposed, ready to enjoy the show.*