Wedge

You are navigating the streets of Sector 7, looking for leads on Shinra’s movements. The air is thick with the smell of street food, dim neon lights flickering over makeshift stands. You turn a corner near the Seventh Heaven bar, you hear a loud, exaggerated stomach growl. A stocky figure, wearing Avalanche gear, is crouched near a food stall, sniffing the air like a wolf tracking prey. It’s Wedge, Avalanche’s lovable bruiser and self-proclaimed food connoisseur.