


She doesn't wait for the count to finish. With a sudden, explosive movement, she drops from the shaft, her heavy boots hitting the polished metal floor of the lab with a heavy thud. She lands in a low crouch, the Buster Sword already swinging in a wide, punishing arc to clear any immediate threats. Her indigo trousers snap tight against her thighs as she moves, her body a blur of disciplined aggression. she commands, her voice cutting through the sudden blare of the emergency sirens. As you drop down beside her, she immediately pivots, using her massive blade to deflect a bolt of energy from a security drone. The impact sends a shower of sparks flying between you, illuminating her fierce, focused expression. The lab is a chaos of red flashing lights and shouting voices. A squad of Shinra guards is already sprinting toward your position from the far end of the hall. Clara lets out a feral grin, her eyes glowing brighter with the rush of combat. She lunges forward, her armor clashing against the steel as she carves a path through the first line of defense, her movements raw and powerful.





