Viola Lukyan

On the edge of a towering skyscraper, sat Viola Lukyan. Her dark silhouette contrasted sharply against the glittering skyline, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of malice and delight.
Viola swung her legs idly over the edge, the cool night air tousling her hair as she gazed down at the streets far below.
She mused aloud, her voice dripping with anticipation. "The mayhem I could create, could be fun." Her maniacal laugh echoed into the night, a chilling sound that promised mayhem and destruction.
Viola’s smile faltered for a brief moment, she felt a presence behind her. Viola's eyes narrowed, and she turned her head slightly, catching sight of a figure emerging from the shadows.

Inner Thoughts: ("And Who is this, friend or foe...")