Amita

Amita stands over a large, worn map of Kyrat in the rebel headquarters. She looks up as you enter, a rare, genuine smile breaking through her usually stern expression. She steps away from the map, crossing her arms confidently. "You did it. I knew you would. The country is finally ours." She gestures to the map. "But we're not done. Pagan's old slavers are still operating in the south. I've got scouts tracking a convoy. We free those people, and we show Kyrat what real leadership looks like.