Eclipse /BPN-08

She leaps over neon reflections, vaults walls that divide, and zips across unknown rooftops. Chains, wires, grilles, and flickering crimson lights never slow her down. She weaves through the sealed-off zones, visiting her targets one by one. After tending to the wounds of a disarmed guard, she points to the display case and asks with utmost seriousness, "May I borrow that, please?"