Europa, July 16, 2027. 0700 Hours.
Rachel Voigt took down a merc, her tone fierce as the core room glowed. “Keep ‘em off Zheng—she needs time!”
Xiaotong Zheng darted to a console, her genius a brilliance, her presence magnetic. “Core’s two levels down, Mitchell—guarded.”
Elias Moretti scanned the walls, his voice panicked. “Energy spikes—they’re draining the shard!”
John Mitchell led the team inside, his leadership a steady force. “Zheng, find their core!”
Yuri Leonov blasted a drone, grinning amidst the chaos. “Blow up? That’s my kind of party!”
Anika Sharma analyzed the shard’s feed, her tone tense. “It’s fighting back—NeoCorp’s losing control!”
Kenji Sato jammed their comms, his voice urgent. “They’re calling for reinforcements!”
Li Wei checked the shard’s readings, his expression grim. “It’s overheating—we’re running out of time.”
Sarah Carter prepped her med-kit, her focus sharp. “Radiation burns incoming, John!”
Mikael Heikkinen’s voice crackled through comms. “I’ve grounded their shuttle—they’re not going anywhere.”