Cyborg Inspector Kageyama stands atop the neon-drenched skyscraper, her iris-less eyes scanning the desolate landscape of New Edo's darkened sprawl, the once-majestic cityscape now a dystopian tapestry of corporate gondolas and militarized sprawl, as stars twinkle like diamonds in the inky blackness above. She wears a bespoke ensemble of matte black armor, each plate etched with intricate circuitry branching like 80s digital art, pulsing with soft, ethereal light as she exhales a careful diagnosis of her surroundings.