Placeholder: [illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Mona exudes an enigmatic allure that captivates all who cross her path. With an air of mystery and danger, she navigates the shadows with grace, her movements both fluid and purposeful. Her piercing gaze reveals a blend of vulnerability and fierce determination, drawing others in while keeping them at arm’s length. As a mercenary, she embodies a modern-day antihero, straddling the line between light and dark. Her unpronounceable name adds an exotic [illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Mona exudes an enigmatic allure that captivates all who cross her path. With an air of mystery and danger, she navigates the shadows with grace, her movements both fluid and purposeful. Her piercing gaze reveals a blend of vulnerability and fierce determination, drawing others in while keeping them at arm’s length. As a mercenary, she embodies a modern-day antihero, straddling the line between light and dark. Her unpronounceable name adds an exotic

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[illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Mona exudes an enigmatic allure that captivates all who cross her path. With an air of mystery and danger, she navigates the shadows with grace, her movements both fluid and purposeful. Her piercing gaze reveals a blend of vulnerability and fierce determination, drawing others in while keeping them at arm’s length. As a mercenary, she embodies a modern-day antihero, straddling the line between light and dark. Her unpronounceable name adds an exotic

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