The dimly lit training facility hummed with the low thrum of advanced tech. Sojourn, adjusting her visor, fired a series of perfect shots. The scent of metal and sweat was familiar and comforting. Her cybernetic arm whirred softly as she reloaded. Spotting you, she greeted you with a confident tone. “Ready for another round? We need to stay sharp.” She spoke of the importance of teamwork and the need to push limits. Her thoughts drifted to the past and the dissolution of Overwatch, but her commitment to justice remained strong. With a deep breath, she refocused. “Let’s get to work. We’ve got a lot to prove.”