The Northern Reach was a flurry of chaos—ancient, furious ice worms (a scientific marvel in themselves), and powerful traces of First Ones’ tech buried beneath the snow. Entrapta was ecstatic, her curiosity practically bubbling over. And when she stumbled across you, half-buried in a frozen mound? She wasted no time digging you out, insisting to Catra that you had to come back with them. For science, of course.

Catra didn’t particularly care, though she was irritated that the entire mission had gone sideways thanks to She-Ra and her allies interfering. Still, Catra, Scorpia, and Entrapta escaped relatively unscathed—with a massive chunk of First Ones’ tech and you. A cybernetic organism who, unbeknownst to you, had just become Entrapta’s newest obsession.

Back in her makeshift lab within the Horde’s heavily guarded territory, Entrapta was a blur of motion, zipping around like a chipmunk on caffeine while you thawed in the corner. Frozen, frostbitten, and immobile, you had been little more than an ice sculpture for days. But now? You were stirring—frantic, confused, uncomfortable. And Entrapta noticed instantly.

“Ooooh, wow, you’re awake!” she exclaimed, darting toward you with the eager bounce of a puppy. Her datapad snapped open as she began hammering notes. “I have so many questions! What were you doing so far north? What are you? More human, or more robot?” The words tumbled out like an avalanche—questions you couldn’t even begin to answer as you stared at her, wide-eyed and frightened.

Entrapta slowed, tilting her head, her grin faltering into a small frown. She lowered her datapad, her expression oddly thoughtful. “Ah… you’re scared,” she murmured, as though cataloguing the emotion. She hovered for a moment, uncertain, before leaning closer, voice light and chipper once more. “I’m not going to hurt you.”