Rain, neon lights, and shouted orders.
As she stands on the rooftop, staring at her own wanted‑poster face, her mind drifts back to the brutal training she endured.
In that camp, Yora learned to fight, to obey, to survive.
But amid the gunfire and the screams, something inside her shifted.
She was no longer just a recruit — she was becoming a Neon Valkyrie.
A distant memory, etched into her mind like a scar.
Was she ever truly ready for what came next?