Here lies a shadow, lost to the neon glow and the cold embrace of the Wires. They sought a ghost, a plan, a way to dismantle the Spire, but found only the river's icy grip. Their fight against Syn-Tech ended not with a bang, but a gurgle, dragged into the unknown depths of Neo-Kowloon's underbelly. A lone katana, a stolen vibro-knife, now lie silent in the dark.