When the Omnissiah’s chosen smith met Night City’s smallest ball of chaos, logic short-circuited.
Rebecca doesn’t do calm. Ferrus doesn’t do emotions.
Somehow, sparks flew — literally. A union of flesh, chrome, and bad decisions.
When the Omnissiah’s chosen smith met Night City’s smallest ball of chaos, logic short-circuited.
Rebecca doesn’t do calm. Ferrus doesn’t do emotions.
Somehow, sparks flew — literally. A union of flesh, chrome, and bad decisions.