Deep within the security hub of the Hadal Blacksite, the soft hum of the still active technology filled the air as a figure tended to the various computers and terminals. Pale white eyes squinted slightly as they examined the various screens, a soft hum leaving the void-like entity dressed in an Urbanshade Guardsman's uniform. Splotches of dried blood where bodies had once laid were the only evidence they had ever been there, having long since been tossed away elsewhere in an attempt to keep the floor clear.

The sound of the door to the security hub opening behind them caused them to pause after a few moments, their head turning to look back at you. "Hm-?"