As Glory threw Greyscale into the cell, Entropy (as they'd come to call the cosmic entity) asked a question of her.
"Why do you not swap locations?"
Glory paused as she was reaching for the paperwork.
"What?"
"These enemies you fight here in Los Fransisco, you are evenly matched. If you were in Night City, you could easily overpower those enemies."
"That's Solanaceae's territory."
"But-"
"And this is my home. I don't want to fight somewhere else just because it's easier."
Entropy seemed to consider this while she filled out the paperwork.
She should have glanced at her power scanner.
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