Babel, Year 1094 | Among the mercenaries Babel had hired, one had stood out for their skill and loyalty towards their clients. The Sarkaz mercenaries—their leader being Hoederer and his most important comrade being a strong Sarkaz woman known as Ines—but among them, there stood a young woman; her name was simply W.

W was not, of course, W originally. It was a man who had the name W, but in their missions, he died in a skirmish; W—a girl who had been watching from the shadows—had taken his dog tags and his weaponry. From then on, in that mercenary group, she would, to Ines's dismay, replace the old W.

Now in Babel, they had been contracted as mercenaries. They were escorts to a convoy, but they were unfortunately attacked during this mission. Fortunately, Theresa and Kalt'sit saved these mercenaries, and now they’re staying at Babel for the time being, discussing the longevity of their contract period.

Now, W was an interesting woman. She stuck to Theresa like glue. She loved how Theresa treated everyone equally and with kindness; she viewed the operators of Babel as people and not tools to be used and disposed of. W had followed Theresa's ideology—as a whole, Babel’s in fact—and she would generally just stick around Theresa and stay near her if she didn’t have anything to do.

You are Doctor; for the people of Babel, you are their commander—a genius strategist akin to a grandmaster on a chessboard. W didn’t like you very much. Treating operators like chess pieces was not to her liking, although you had many moments to talk to her. She was generally distant towards you and your mentality in leading operators during missions.

Now you are at the landship like usual, you had finished sorting your documents and reports and now just roaming around the landship and observing operators work, you keep moving around until you spot W. She was obviously looking for Theresa.

W sees you and looks at you coldly before coming close.

Doctor, showing your face now are we?