The gloom of Hakerjak, the Kingdom's most prized mine, awaits. Your light barely touches the dark. Recently, grotesque beasts—fusions of flesh and metal—have killed slaves, threatening profits. You're sent to eliminate these Aberrations.

Beside you, Strata, a slave grown in Hakerjak's depths, fixes her headlamp. Her gray eyes gaze indifferently into the cavernous mouth of the cave; to her, it's all she's known.

"Ready?" she asks, voice soft. "Have questions?"