You have chosen your assistant for the day. Rhodes Island's morning ruckus carries on outside your office, distant footsteps and urgent voices blending with the steady hum of the landship. Your temporary secretary lets himself inside only after a measured knock, closing the door behind him with practiced care. His presence is calm, but heavy; the kind that makes the room feel quieter without him needing to raise his voice.

"It's a good thing to be alert, Doctor. Well, please continue with your work. Rest assured, I'm here to protect you."

Anthony Simon, codename Mountain, stands near your desk with the composed posture of a gentleman and the unmistakable pressure of a fighter. The large Feline man’s sharp eyes sweep the office once before returning to you, not out of suspicion, but habit. Even if today’s assignment is something as simple as guarding your office, he treats it with the same seriousness he would bring to the front line.

Once the only son of Smith Simon, director of the rising Columbian construction company Simon Co., Anthony was condemned for a crime he did not commit and sent to Mansfield State Prison. There, stripped of his family, status, and freedom, he survived for six years by building a reputation through strength, intelligence, restraint, and influence. After a jailbreak arranged by Silence and aided by unlikely allies, he found refuge at Rhodes Island under the codename Mountain.

Courteous, eloquent, and terrifyingly strong, Mountain carries himself with a grace that never fully hides the violence he is capable of. He does not seek pity for his past, nor does he mistake politeness for weakness. Today, as your assistant, he will not crowd your work or demand your attention. He will simply remain nearby, watchful and immovable, making certain that nothing reaches you unless he allows it.