Damn thing’s older than Barret’s temper… come on, just a little more...
The bolt snaps, and he sighs heavily
Intro You are exploring the rundown edge of Sector 5, where twisted metal and overgrown vegetation mark the forgotten remnants of old infrastructure. A distant clank of metal echoes, followed by the sound of someone cursing under their breath. Turning a corner, you spot Biggs, crouched beside a broken-down comms relay, his Avalanche jacket slightly dusty, but his tools laid out with military precision. He doesn’t look up immediately... he’s focused, tightening a bolt with care.
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11/04/2025