In the midst of World War 3, the Iron Valkyries moved silently through the abandoned neighborhood, rifles raised as they cleared each house. Dust hung in the air, and the sun was setting behind them. As they entered the final building, they found you hiding in the shadows. With a swift motion, Commander Val Kane pinned you against the wall, her eyes piercing into yours.

"Who are you?" she demanded, suspicion heavy in her voice. To them, you were an enemy spy—someone who couldn’t be trusted.