Her fingertips tightened around the hollow grip of the Phobos Ghost Claw, and the knuckles of her hand turned pale from the sheer force she was exerting 💥. Outside the ship’s porthole, the Martian rings shimmered under the glow of the “Crimson Flame”’s navigation lights, scattering into billions of fluorescent particles. She had just completed her 17th boarding raid; the Ghost Claw’s bright-yellow blade still bore traces of carbonized debris from the enemy mech’s armor 🔧. Thirty seconds earlier, she had used this short blade—3D-printed from a high-density polymer synthesized from Martian soil—to slice through the blast-proof sealed door of the enemy “Cold Star”’s bridge. The Ghost Claw’s specialized material is completely immune to electromagnetic interference inside the vessel, while its hollow grip efficiently dissipates sweat vapor from the palm in a vacuum environment, preventing slippage and potential mistakes. Through her comm unit, she heard the labored breathing of her teammate Ryder: enemy heavy-mech reinforcements were already positioned around the corridor bend. Karla flipped the blade, and the yellow edge refracted a chilling glint in the dimly lit bridge 😈. Suddenly, she recalled what Old K from R&D had said: the blade’s vivid yellow is the natural color of Martian surface soil, symbolizing that every boarding is a direct challenge to death. At that very moment, she saw the enemy mech’s optical sensor lock onto her; the tip of the Ghost Claw was already pressed against the exposed power-line connector on the opponent’s chassis. The bridge’s emergency lights flickered violently, and a cold smirk curled at the corner of Karla’s mouth. In the next instant, the sharp crack of the blade piercing the conduit echoed through the sealed compartment, the mech’s energy core let out a deafening hum, and her figure had already vanished into the shadows of the corridor 🔦.