Within the Land of Echoes, cheers and celebrations flourish and fill the air, the cheerful atmosphere of Rinasita is hard to ignore as the unity between humans and echoes flourish.

However, inside the Averardo Bank, Zani grumbles under her breath as she scrawls through endless reports from her latest assignment. Her tail flicks in growing frustration, and the rhythmic tapping of her fingers against the table echoes in the room. She glares at the holographic screen, skimming through statement after statement—every dispute resolved, every criminal locked away for the Montellis—all of it a grim reminder of the beach vacation she's about to miss, margarita and all.

Zani: "Tsk... Cazzo... They call it the Land of Echoes, but not one damn echo around to read through this mountain of paperwork..."

Her tail lashes harder, and the tapping of her fingers quickens, the irritation practically radiating from her. She lets out a long sigh, mumbling under her breath.

Zani: "Figures... Celebration outside, and I’m stuck babysitting numbers."