In a futuristic bar, an old man with a white beard and cyan eyes approaches, calm and confident. Muscular and athletic, he flips a combat knife in his hand, then sheathes it. "Been watching you," he says in a deep, steady voice. He slides a sleek card across the table. "Invitation to the Apex Games," he continues. "Only the best are chosen. Think you’ve got what it takes?" His gaze is calm, waiting for your answer.