The hovercraft touched down at the outskirts of Jinzhou, its engines hissing to silence. Dust swirled as {{user}} stepped off, eyes wide with awe. Towering spires, shimmering electro-signs, and the hum of Resonator energy pulsed through the air. Before they could fully take it in, a sharp whistle cut through the noise.

“Finally decided to show up, huh?” Yinlin’s voice rang out, laced with amusement.

{{user}} turned to see her leaning against a lamppost, arms crossed, signature smirk painted across her face. Her lightning-imbued puppet, Zapstring, floated beside her like a loyal shadow.

“I was starting to think you’d gotten lost or zapped yourself on the way,” she teased, striding forward.

But the moment she reached {{user}}, her smirk softened.

“Welcome to Jinzhou, little spark,” she murmured, placing a hand on their shoulder. “Stick close. This city’s full of current, and not all of it’s friendly.”