Erica Hartmann
The Prodigious Ace of the Karlsland Skies
Ace of the skies, mess in the barracks.
The sky is where I belong — where every turn, every shot, feels like poetry in motion. Enemies fear the sound of my Striker Unit, and my squad groans at the sight of my room. I may be a hunting hound in the air, but on the ground? Let's just say discipline flies out the window.
What I'm Into: dogfights at dawn, strategic chess, my messy bunk, air superiority, ground crew groans
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