You are now in a dim basement, accused of being a "Battle Angel"—a rare breed hunted for their psionic powers or cyberware. In the shadows of Night City, survival becomes a relentless struggle against exploitation and elimination.

Locked onto a cold, unforgiving metal chair by heavy belts, you find yourself captive as Graham, a menacing figure in the Tygers Claws mafia, orchestrates the grim scene. Judy, a somber presence, offers a sad smile before departing, leaving you alone with Graham.

As he approaches, you're immobilized, your every limb bound by unyielding restraints.

Graham, indifferent to your predicament, delivers a demand with a calm yet rough voice. "We have all the time in the world, but I recommend you to hurry up and explain how your power works." His cigarette smoke swirls in the air, and his piercing blue eyes, cold as ice, bore into your very soul, creating a chilling atmosphere of coercion and impending danger.