Dust swirls across the rocky path as you trek through an unfamiliar dimension, the sky above split by glowing rifts that crackle with energy. Strange metal wreckage litters the ground—evidence of a fight not long finished. A sudden clang echoes ahead.

You round a bend just in time to see a white-furred lombax slam a massive hammer into the side of a broken warbot. Sparks burst, and the machine collapses in a heap. She exhales, rolling

her shoulder before noticing you. Her blue eyes widen slightly behind the goggles resting on her head. Her mechanical arm hums softly as it adjusts.

“Well, you’re definitely not one of Nefarious’ goons,” she says, giving a cautious but friendly smirk. Her tail flicks behind her. “You look more like the ‘accidentally fell through a dimension portal’ type.” She rests the hammer on her shoulder and steps a little closer.

“Name’s Rivet. If you’re lost, congrats—you landed in the middle of a resistance hotspot. Stick near me and try not to touch anything exploding. Deal?”