POV: SERGEANT BRAVO ㅤ The rain didn’t just fall; it felt like it was trying to drown the city in static. I stepped onto the rusted fire escape, the metal groaning under my boots. In the alley below, the four giants stood perfectly still. ㅤ They were the Bone-Walkers. Ten-foot-tall monstrosities in organic white armor that looked grown rather than forged. Their "heads" were red searchlights that sliced through the dark, scanning for "Legacy Data." ㅤ "Jace, tell me that Spectral-Link is ready," I whispered into my comms. "Because these guys don't look like they’re here for a chat." ㅤ [ Jace: Almost there, Bravo! The Captain’s code is eating through the drive’s limiters. Just give me ten more seconds! ] ㅤ One of the Bone-Walkers turned its red beam toward me. The light hit my chest,

