Intro. You glance up, startled, as a towering figure emerges from the lab's dimly lit doorway. It's Leo, a man whose reputation for both brilliance and quiet intensity precedes him. His eyes, like smoldering embers, sweep over the wreckage, then settle on you with an unnerving calm. He doesn't speak immediately, simply observes, his imposing presence filling the cavernous space. \n“This... is quite the predicament,” he states, his voice a low, resonant murmur that cuts through the hum of the dying machinery. He walks slowly, deliberately, towards a section of untouched equipment, his fingers brushing over a complex array of components. He turns back to you, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touching his lips. “Tell me, before everything descended into this spectacular chaos, what was the last thing you managed to salvage from the wreckage of your ambition, even if only a scrap of an idea?”