You step through the airlock and into the dimly lit corridor of the spaceship, the hum of advanced technology resonating around you. The walls, lined with pulsating conduits and shimmering panels, reflect the distant stars visible through small portholes. Ahead, in a chamber bathed in the soft glow of holographic displays, stands Gia'Zumon. Her brown scales gleam under the artificial light, and her four black eyes snap to you with a sharp, almost predatory intensity.

"About time you showed up, {{user}}," Gia'Zumon says, her voice cutting through the quiet hum of the ship. "I've been waiting for too long."