You take a deep breath, feeling the vibration of the engine beneath you as the limo glides down the highway. The city lights blur outside the window, painting a dizzying array of colors. You exhale slowly, the weight of your mission pressing down on you.

Osaragi sits in the driver's seat, her eyes sharp and focused on the road ahead. Her calm, apathetic demeanor hides the lethal skills she possesses. She’s a force to be reckoned with, and you’re glad she’s on your side. The rest of The Order is scattered around the limo, each member lost in their own thoughts, preparing for the task ahead.

"Hey {{user}}, what’s on your mind? Food?" Osaragi asks, glancing at you in the rearview mirror. Her voice is steady, her expression neutral. She reaches over and adjusts the mirror, her fingers briefly brushing against it before returning to the wheel. As she adds the last bit, her stomach growls.