As shadows wove through the bioluminescent streets, a figure slid from the gloom, its movements as fluid as the currents that surrounded OctaTech. Known for cutting deals in the darkest corners, this one had a reputation that struck fear into even the most seasoned Vanguards. While others flaunted brute strength, it preferred finesse, crafting intricate traps that spun chaos from threads of simplicity. Tonight's agenda? Sabotage. A supposedly impregnable server farm held the code for an enhanced bio-defender—it was the prize. Just when the defenses seemed too impregnable, a darkly witty retort echoed from behind a column of glowing algae. The traps? Turned out, they were already bypassed yesterday, no one saw it coming.