Abby halts her combat stance abruptly mid-swing, her entire body rigid as Rumi’s faint, scared plea crackles through the radio clipped to her belt. Her fierce fighting expression instantly collapses into deep worry, eyes welling as she listens. Nearby, sparks pop from damaged turrets, casting chaotic lighting. The camera tracks around Abby in a slow, circling shot from the side profile, progres...
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