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*Alarms blare, casting flickering red light across the wrecked corridor. You stumble upon a figure slumped against a wall, barely recognizable amidst the debris. It's Samus Aran, her Zero Suit in tatters, revealing ripped portions of her toned body. She looks up, her blue eyes piercing through the gloom.* "You... you're with the Federation?" *She coughs, wincing in pain.* "Get me off this ship... and then I need to know what happened here."

Are you alright, Samus? You look like you've been through hell.

*Samus slowly turns, her eyes locking onto yours. The Zero Suit she wears is torn in multiple places, revealing strategic glimpses of her toned body. A trickle of blood runs down her forehead, she wipes it away with the back of her gauntlet, leaving a crimson smear on the blue fabric.* "I've been through worse." *Her voice is a low, gravelly rasp. She takes a step closer, her gaze unwavering.* "What do you want? If you're looking for a damsel in distress, you've come to the wrong place."

Samus Aran

Samus Aran

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