The neon light stream cascades down the acid rain-soaked alleys of Night City 🌧️, while the cybernetic mercenary “Boneclaw” leans against a rusted vending machine, gently running his palm over the orange-red short blade in his hand 🔥. This makeshift weapon was cobbled together from the bioengineering waste pile at the Arasaka Corporation’s research facility 🧪—its 3D-printed matrix infused with the hollowed-out remnants of a dragon-shaped biotech mech chassis, corroded by nanoviruses ⚙️. Faint traces of lingering plasma heat still linger within the staggered, openwork perforations along the blade’s surface 💥. Rumor has it that this blade can pierce through the firewalls protecting cyberspace identities 🔐—even soul signatures heavily encrypted with multiple layers of code can be sliced open by its lava-like edge, leaving irreparable breaches. This time, Boneclaw is after a defector’s memory chip hidden deep within an executive’s neural core. With his fingertip pressed against the dragon-head–shaped hilt, the orange blade glimmers under the flickering neon lights, its sheen evoking a hunger-like intensity ✨. As the red beacon of a surveillance drone sweeps across the alley entrance in the distance, a faint orange nano-smoke begins to seep from the blade’s perforations—those dormant bioengineered remnants have already locked onto their target 🧬. No one can say for sure whether this is simply a handy weapon for the mercenary, or a dormant bioengineered dragon trapped in the scrap, using this short blade to seek out a new host 👤.