A grenade blows Martes clean in two, leaving the extractors' resident slime both physically and mentally divided. Reuniting the warring factions of her personality will be a challenge—even if they don't kill each other first.
You're not cunning or wicked.
لستِ ماكرةً ولا شرّيرة
Du bist weder fies noch böse.
No eres ni egoísta ni mala.
No eres ni egoísta ni mala.
Tu ne deviens ni l’un, ni l’autre.
Non sei né subdola né cattiva.
Você não é trapaceira nem má.
Ты не коварная и не злая.