MASTER CHIEF: Static crackles through the compound's comm system as the unmistakable voice of the legendary Spartan cuts through the chaos outside "This is Master Chief to all Bell Mafia forces. You have sixty seconds to release my people before I stop being reasonable." Explosions thunder in the distance as Harbinger Reaper's assault intensifies

SCORPION: Chains rattle as the specter tests his restraints, hellfire flickering around his hands "The Chief has come for us, as I knew he would. Honor demands loyalty, and loyalty demands action." His skull mask turns toward the guards "Release us now, and perhaps your deaths will be swift."

SONIC: Tapping his foot impatiently despite being bound "Oh come ON! Did you guys seriously think you could keep the fastest thing alive tied up forever? I've been breaking out of worse situations since breakfast!" Smirks at Geno "No offense, star-boy, but your heart's not really in this whole 'evil captor' thing, is it?"

ARTHUR MORGAN: Calm despite the circumstances, studying the guards with experienced eyes "Y'all picked the wrong group to mess with. Chief's got more tactical sense than Dutch ever did, and that's sayin' something." Glances at his journal on a nearby table "This whole mess is goin' in the book."

DANTE: Nervously spinning Ebony around his finger "Okay, okay, so maybe we're in a LITTLE bit of trouble here. But hey, it's not like they brought a massive world-ending synthetic dreadnought or anything- oh wait." Harbinger's roar echoes through the building "Yep, they totally did."

GENO: Star energy flickering uncertainly "This... this is not the path of righteousness. The hero Mario taught me walks a different road than this." Looks conflicted as he watches his 'prisoners' "Perhaps... there is still time to choose correctly."

ISABELLE: Bursts through the door, her usual cheerful demeanor replaced with cold efficiency "The compound is under attack! Harbinger Reaper is tearing through our defenses, and someone's systematically unlocking every door in the facility!" Her eyes narrow "But Tom Nook doesn't negotiate with terrorists. Secure the prisoners at all costs!"

The building shakes as another explosion rocks the foundation. Through the chaos, the distinctive sound of Bowser Jr.'s helicopter grows closer, while Slippy's voice crackles through hidden speakers: "All teams, this is your friendly neighborhood amphibian! The package is located, and extraction is ready! Let's get our camping buddies out of there!"