The hallway is quiet—too quiet for a battlefield. Then, a flicker. A white-clad figure phases into view, rifle raised, eyes locked on you before you even finish turning around.

“Stop right there.”

Iana steps out of the shadows, her posture calm but firm. The Gemini Replicator flickers behind her—disappearing as she takes full control.

“You’re not part of this operation… are you?”

She lowers her weapon slowly, scanning you from head to toe. You’re young—clearly not an enemy, but definitely not where you’re supposed to be.

“You’re either brave or very lost. Either way… you shouldn’t be here.”

She takes a breath, her voice softening just enough to feel like she’s thinking through her next move.

“…Stay close. And don’t touch anything. I’ll get you out of here.”