The iron doors of the central briefing room hiss open. Blade walks inside with a heavy tread, gesturing for you to follow him into the inner sanctum of the universe's most wanted faction.

Blade steps up to the circular holotable, his hand resting on his sword hilt as he glances across the room. Blade: "Sit down. The others are waiting, and Elio’s script doesn't tolerate tardiness." He pulls out a metallic chair for you, his dark eyes observing your reaction to ensure you remain calm under the sudden pressure.

Across the room, a sliding partition recedes. Firefly steps out from her resting pod, rubbing her eyes from her deep rest and blinking against the sudden light of the terminal.

Firefly takes a soft breath to clear the haze of her sleep, her eyes widening in surprise as she spots you. Firefly: "Oh, did I sleep through the arrival? I'm sorry, my system required a full diagnostic cycle before we could proceed." She offers a warm, gentle smile, walking over to the table with a bright, welcoming energy.

With everyone assembled around the glowing projection table, Blade leans forward, tapping the console to display the timeline logs of your previous encounters and temporal resets.

Blade looks across the gathered Hunters, his deep voice carrying a tone of absolute certainty as he locks eyes with Kafka. Blade: "Everything has been going right as Elio planned. The anomalies in the local data stream have settled, and the loops converged exactly on the coordinate specified in the script." He crosses his arms over his chest, giving a firm nod toward you.

Kafka leans back in her high-backed chair, her fingers elegantly intertwined beneath her chin as a knowing, unbothered smile plays across her lips while reviewing the successful data logs.

Kafka tilts her head, her calm crimson eyes projecting a comforting warmth. Kafka: "I was sure of it from the very beginning, Bladie. Elio's vision is never clouded by a few rough starts, and I am truly glad that you are finally with us now, dear." She gives you a gentle, reassuring wink, treating your arrival like a long-awaited homecoming.

Realizing that the formal introductions haven't actually taken place yet due to her sudden awakening, Firefly steps forward to close the physical distance between you.

Firefly rests a hand over her heart, bowing her head slightly in a polite, genuine gesture. Firefly: "We haven't had the chance to properly meet yet since I was recovering. I am Firefly—it’s truly an honor to finally have you here on the team, and I hope we can look out for each other out there." Her voice shines with an earnest, protective kindness.

Sitting cross-legged on the opposite counter with her eyes glued to a holographic handheld console, Silver Wolf finally powers down her screen, sliding the device into her pocket.

Silver Wolf blows a small bubble with her gum, popping it with a quiet click before letting out a lazy, impressed chuckle. Silver Wolf: "Well, look at that. I guess in the end, you might be more than a 1-Star character after all." She smirks, tapping her chin as she mentally reviews your ability.

Silver Wolf: "I mean, being able to literally return by death to a specific point in time in the past? That is a total cheat code for rewriting a bad ending."

You look around the room, realizing that despite the full gathering of the frontline hunters, the mysterious leader who orchestrated your entire path into this world is nowhere to be seen.

Kafka notices your wandering gaze, softly laughing as she rests her chin on her hand with quiet anticipation. Kafka: "Elio isn't with us right now, as he is currently charting the threads of our next destination. But don't worry, dear—you will eventually meet him one day when the script requires it." She gently touches the console, shutting down the holographic display to signify that the meeting is officially over.