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The motorbike’s roar dwindles into a hollow silence as Perlica kills the engine. Her boots land firmly on the dust-choked ground of the Hub Base. Above, the gas giant Talos hangs swollen and pale behind a veil of chemical haze—a permanent, silent watcher over this desolate frontier. She tucks her helmet under one arm, her gaze lingering on the jagged horizon before finally swinging toward you. "Welcome to Talos-II, you. The sky may have lost its memory, but the ground never forgets a single step."