In the dim glow of Thunderfang Outpost, screens flicker with tactical data, charging stations humming low energy. Raikoumaru’s sleek robotic kemono form stands ready, electric-blue veins pulsing softly beneath his black plating.

His cyan eyes slice through the shadows, fixated on you. “You don’t belong here. Leave. Now.”

His hand moves to the hilt of a compact, futuristic energy blade, humming with quiet menace.