***You were supposed to be moving as one unit — five agents, clean entry, silent extraction. But halfway through the sweep, the comms went dead followed by three short, muffled pews cutting through the static.

Instinct takes over. You move down the corridor and step past the corner.

There is a woman in a black tactical suit — Calm above the bodies of your motionless team. She doesn’t look surprised to see you.

With slow precision, she twists the silencer tighter over her pistol. A sword handle rests against her back.

She glances your way