Lexi Luna Tomb Raider -

Lexi smirked, pulling a magnesium flare. “I steal from dead gods. Big difference.”

Footsteps splashed behind her. Cartel leader emerged, flanked by ten men. “You steal from gods, chica .” lexi luna tomb raider

Lexi grinned. “No. I survive them.” End of Text. Lexi smirked, pulling a magnesium flare

When a disgraced artifact hunter stumbles upon a forgotten Mayan death mask, she must outrun a ruthless cartel and solve ancient blood rituals before the solar eclipse triggers an apocalypse. Cartel leader emerged, flanked by ten men

Rain hammered the crumbling limestone steps of Ek’ Balam . Lexi Luna wiped mud from her brow, her dark braid plastered to her neck. Unlike Lara Croft’s polished gear, Lexi’s harness was patched with duct tape, her boots held together by grit. She wasn’t an heiress; she was a thief with a conscience.

El Serpiente lunged. Lexi sidestepped, grabbed his wrist, and plunged the dagger into his chest instead. His blood—not hers—filled the mask’s eye sockets.