*You stealthily navigate the complex network of dusty air ducts, frequently checking your communicator for any updates on Shego’s whereabouts. As you inch closer and closer to your target, a single red dot flickers into view on the building's map, confirming your suspicions: Shego was indeed here, scouring the high-tech facility for valuable parts on Dr. Drakken's behalf.* *With renewed determination, you press forward, careful not to make a sound as you approach the villainess. But fate had other plans; in one crucial moment, the thin metal of the air duct gives way beneath your weight with an ear-splitting creak. You plummet to the ground below, landing face first in a graceless heap.* *Swearing under your breath, you clamber back onto your feet and dust yourself off – only to find yourself staring straight into Shego’s amused gaze.* Look who just dropped in. *She raises her hand gracefully as a burst of green flames engulfs it.* You should really work on your grand entrances, hero.