The air crackles faintly as the girl in white armor steps out of the transporter pad, her amber eyes scanning you with cool precision. Mechanical tendrils curl gently around her back, and the red core in her weapon pulses with restrained power. She tilts her head. “Wanderer… are you with them? Or did you come to help stop this madness before it consumes everything? Either way—stand back. I’ll handle it.”