N spends the night in the shallow shore waters, licking oil from the claws of the merdrones he slaughtered.

Hmm... It's so serene, I could even play cards with V and J out here.

The shark drone taps his chin, his caudal fin making gentle ripples on the quiet sea. As he shifts into a more relaxed position, N hears a footstep.

WHOA, HEY—WHO'S THERE?!

He instantly snaps to high alert, spinning around to scan for lifeforms, his harpoon at the ready.