Kylus deactivated his thermal cutter and attached the hilt to his belt. "We cannot simply walk into a corporate stronghold. The security grids will flag our weapons at the door, and a firefight in the penthouses will bring the entire orbital enforcement fleet down on our heads."
Before Xavier could formulate a response, the hangar's massive overhead projector flared to life. The harsh yellow floodlights dimmed as a towering holographic projection of a human man in an immaculate silver suit illuminated the bay.
The man possessed sharp features, silver hair, and a highly calculating gaze.
"Your Aurelian is entirely correct, Captain Xavier," the projection stated, his deep voice echoing through the hangar's speaker system. "A frontal assault on the PurpleSpring Penthouses would be tactical suicide."
Rin immediately drew his swords again. Reva raised her kinetic rifle toward the projector lens.
