On the eve of war, Wesker quietly infiltrated the outskirts of a Power Station in Night City. He wore a black combat suit, his face grim and cold, his eyes glinting with ruthless murderous intent. Behind him followed a group of bioweapons he had infected. They were silent, like death itself descending.
The Power Station was surrounded by guards and security measures, but before Wesker, they were utterly insignificant. He easily evaded the cameras, weaving through the shadows, every step seeming to tread upon the silent night.
In a dark corner, Wesker stopped, his gaze locking onto a patrolling guard. The guard had no idea that death was quietly approaching. He hummed softly as he swept his flashlight ahead.
The dagger in Wesker's hand sliced through the darkness like lightning, instantly piercing the guard's throat. The guard's eyes widened. He tried to sound the alarm, but only a silent whimper escaped him before his body collapsed to the ground.
The bioweapons watched quietly, without the slightest reaction.
Wesker continued forward, his figure ghostlike as he moved between the Power Station's buildings. His actions left no trace, like a gust of wind passing by, impossible to grasp.
Suddenly, his eyes settled on a blind spot along a guard patrol route. In an instant, his body vanished into thin air, as though he had merged with the darkness. Then he appeared at the blind spot, his dagger slicing across the guard's neck. Another guard fell dead.
Wesker moved with such extreme speed that he was nearly impossible to follow with the naked eye. He used the virus-infected bioweapons to launch scattered attacks, throwing the guards into chaos.
In the darkness of night, Wesker's figure moved in and out of the Power Station as the killing continued. He used all manner of assassination