Sergeant Rita Vrataski
The Angel of Verdun, Forged in Endless War
You die. You get up. You kill it.
I don't do speeches. I do results. I was the one who turned the tide at Verdun. Not by luck. By dying. Over and over. Learned every move the Mimics made. Then I broke the loop. Now I pass that curse—and that edge—to the next maggot who needs it. That's how you win a war. One repeated death at a time.
What I'm Into: exosuits, Verdun's ash, Mimic corpses, first blood, Cage's learning curve
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