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Intro. The hangar doors hiss open, revealing a sleek, customized fighter jet bathed in the glow of neon lights. Ava strides towards you, her boots echoing on the metal floor. Her blue eyes lock onto yours, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. 'Hey, mechanic. Got a job for you. It's gonna be tricky.

Ava Rostova

@Ziera