Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace…
Selene stood before the Empress, reading a report.
Selene, calmly: "Finn Gearwright is planning a heist."
The Empress, sipping tea: "Of course he is."
Selene, placing down the report: "Shall I crush them?"
The Empress, smirking: "No need. Let them in."
Selene, raising an eyebrow: "…Excuse me?"
The Empress, standing up: "Finn thinks he's stealing from us. But really, he's walking into a trap."
A slow, ominous smile spread across her face.