"He’s good," Pronto grumbled, dusting off his cape. "But he’s not Pronto-good."
"A gentleman thief?" Eli Shane mused, loading Burpy into his blaster. "He’s practically leaving us a trail of breadcrumbs." [S2E10] The Gentleman and the Thief
A series of cryptic symbols and a single, dapper silhouette of a man in a top hat flickered on the screen. Below the image was a list of seemingly random items—a rare Lumino shard, a crate of hyper-charged gear, and a prototype engine—all stolen from the most secure vaults in the cavern over the last forty-eight hours. "He’s good," Pronto grumbled, dusting off his cape
With a sudden flick of his wrist, the thief launched a specialized slug that didn't explode or burn. Instead, it released a dense, shimmering fog of light-refracting particles. By the time the mist cleared, the pedestal was bare, and the gentleman was gone, leaving behind only a single, silver calling card and a new notification on Trixie's tablet: Better luck next time, Shane Gang. Below the image was a list of seemingly
The gang arrived at the Forge just as the shadows began to stretch. They didn't find a hulking brute or a band of raiders. Instead, standing calmly by the central pedestal was a figure draped in an impeccably tailored coat. He moved with a grace that made the heavy machinery around him seem clumsy.