Underrail: Premeditation

In the sewers of Core City, the air is a thick slurry of methane and regret. A Rathound King drags its claws across the rusted grating above. You do not flinch. You have been standing in this exact shadow for forty-seven seconds.

This is premeditation . Not a feeling. A system. premeditation underrail

Premeditation is not ambush. Ambush is reactive. This is architectural. In the sewers of Core City, the air