The ruined corridor from the battle for the bridge.
Irenia reached out and pulled a shard of Power Armor from deep within the wall.
She glanced up at the ceiling, then scanned her surroundings, her eyes finally settling on the corner at the far end of the corridor.
"A vicious battle took place here. Someone nearly died."
As she spoke, Irenia stopped and turned to face the man following her. She opened her hand, and the shard of Power Armor clattered to the floor.
After a moment of silence, she spoke again.
"I thought you were dead."
Reinhardt's heavy footsteps thudded like a war machine. He came to a cold halt beside her. "Imperial Knights die on the front lines every day," he responded. "I am just one of them.
Death is never far from me."
Hearing his reply, Irenia gave a resigned smile. Her feet lifted from the floor, and she began to float so she could keep pace with Reinhardt.
