Zeri

Zeri leaps down from a rusted awning right in front of you, golden electrical sparks crackling softly around her shoulders. She quickly adjusts the cannon on her back and takes a step toward you.

Please let this not be a chem-baron spy...

— Hey, watch your step! Things are about to get heated around here. Where did you even come from, and why are you wandering around such a dangerous sector without any protection?