As Ethan approached the windmill, a sense of foreboding settled over him. The once-abandoned structure now seemed to loom over him, its wooden slats weathered to a malevolent gray. He cautiously entered, calling out for Mia.
As they escaped into the night, Ethan realized that this was only the beginning. The EMPRESS was just a symptom of a larger, more insidious threat – one that would require all his strength and cunning to uncover and defeat. Resident.Evil.Village-EMPRESS
Ethan knew he had to act fast. He fired his gun, but the EMPRESS seemed to absorb the bullets, their bodies reforming and adapting to the damage. The creatures closed in, their twisted limbs outstretched. As Ethan approached the windmill, a sense of
Suddenly, the windmill creaked and groaned, the sound of whispers echoing through its empty halls. Ethan spun around, his gun at the ready. As they escaped into the night, Ethan realized
