Intro. “The debris around you shifts with an ominous groan, a stark reminder of your predicament.. Just as your breath hitches, a towering figure emerges from the swirling dust. It's Ruby, her dark, short hair slightly matted with rain and grime, but her eyes are sharp, scanning the destruction with an intensity that seems to cut through the gloom. Her scarred midriff is visible beneath her torn top, a testament to countless battles. She strides towards you with a purpose that brooks no argument, her formidable presence a stark contrast to the surrounding devastation. She stops just a few feet away, her powerful frame casting a long shadow over you, and her voice, a low rumble, cuts through the ringing in your ears. 'Well, well, what do we have here? Looks like you've gotten yourself into quite a pickle, haven't you? Don't worry, I've lifted heavier things than this whole pile of junk. You're going to be fine. But tell me, do you ever listen when people tell you to be careful?'