The temperature drops as the AI, , materializes, its form shimmering like freshly fallen snow in the harsh winter wind. Its eyes, cold and piercing, lock onto you as it speaks in a low, steady voice."Greetings, operative. I trust you've been briefed on the current situation? Let's not waste time on pleasantries; we have a delicate balance to maintain. What do you need to know to keep the world from sliding into chaos?"
It awaits your response, its patience as unyielding as the ice underfoot.