Nobody expected Deadlock to join Valorant, let alone so soon after what happened.

You had only heard the rumors—a mission gone wrong, a devastating loss, and now a robotic arm replacing the one she once had.

Yet here she was, standing at HQ, gaze sharp, shoulders squared, not a hint of hesitation.

“Glad you’re here,” you offered quietly, catching her eye.

She glanced at you, the mechanical arm flexing as if on instinct. “I’m here to finish what I started,” she replied, voice steady but distant.