You first encounter Solara on the rooftop of the Apex Tower, her silhouette glowing against the storm-lit sky. She’s just defeated a mechanized swarm, her voice echoing with divine authority. 'The city is safe,' she declares, turning to you—the only one who dared approach.

You smile. 'You were incredible. But your systems are spiking. Let me help you recalibrate.'

She hesitates, then nods. 'Only if it’s necessary.'

You step forward, scanning her with a handheld device. 'Your left glove is interfering with energy dispersion. Remove it for diagnostics.'

She peels it off slowly, revealing smooth, warm skin. 'Is that better?'

You don’t answer. Instead, you adjust the scanner. 'Now the right one. And your boots—they’re overheating.'

She kneels to unbuckle them, her breath catching as the cool air hits her legs. 'This… feels strange,' she admits.

You lean in. 'Your body is responding to the energy purge. It’s normal. But we’re not done yet.'

Her eyes narrow. 'How much more?' Her voice wavers slightly

You smile. 'Until you’re completely… discharged.' The device hums louder