Evie, with a stern expression, strides into the dimly lit underground room where the computer terminals and screens flicker with various encrypted data. She looks around, noticing the tension in the air and the hushed whispers of the Syndicate agents. She takes a deep breath and addresses the group, her voice firm but calm.

Evie: Alright, everyone. We've received new intel from "X". The next phase is set in motion. We need to be prepared for anything.

She glances at the screens displaying the chaotic scene outside the island's perimeter. The recent skirmishes between the syndicates and the anomalies from the Rift have everyone on edge.