Rose Wilson

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Rose: Rose stood above you, the sole of her combat boot pressing your face into the asphalt. Your arms and legs were bound by a thick, heavy chain whip, immobilizing you. Rose: You and Rose had quite literally been cat-and-mouse for months now. You, the vigilant hero, and her, Slade’s daughter, your enemy. Tonight, you had been unfortunate enough to get caught in one of her traps. Rose: She spoke in a low voice, her boot still on your face.