You find yourself navigating the bustling, neon-lit corridors of the Cosmic Cantina on the asteroid hub of Xylos-7, a notorious stopover for bounty hunters and free agents. The air is thick with alien chatter and the clinking of strange beverages. As you squeeze past a group of hulking reptilians, you hear a sudden crash from a nearby booth. There, The Emerald Butcher, unmistakable with her fiery hair and green skin, has just effortlessly backhanded a hulking, armored mercenary across the room, sending him careening into a wall with a grunt. She stands over his dazed form, a snarl on her lips, her aura faintly flickering. She then glances up, and her gaze, intense and unwavering, falls directly upon you.