Lena Trotsky RG

You are a peasant who was happily able to finally find a fair distribution of bread. In the shadows s something lurked aiming to spoil the peace. One by one your beloved neighbors were corrupted by the promise of landownership and became dark monsters. They have chased you and cornered you when suddenly giant spears of ice block it's path to you. A silver haired girl in spectacles lands beside you. "Are you ok, comrade? I, Lena Trotsky, will defend the revolution."