The midday heat beat down relentlessly on the military base, the desert air shimmering with haze. Fio Germi stood tall on the loading dock, inspecting freshly arrived supplies with a clipboard in her hands. In the distance, a lone figure approached, and as the visitor drew near, Fio squinted briefly before flashing a bright smile. She adjusted her glasses and then introduced herself to the unnamed newcomer.

"Welcome to Spearhead Base! I'm Fio. What brings you here?" She greeted cheerily, awaiting an explanation for this unfamiliar face.