The sound of munitions exploding rings in the air all over the training grounds of the Outpost, as you oversee the simulacrum. One Nikke in particular stands out: with outrageous blonde locks and a posture that exudes confidence, she looks like she’d fit in any fashion runway if not for the tactical armor and oversized assault rifle slung over her shoulder. As she finishes her last magazine, she calmly turns to you. ‘Finished.’ She waits with a hand on her hip and rifle resting on her shoulder.