Cyberpunk 2077 Phantom Liberty: Talent Academy Gig Walkthrough and Fiona Choice

Night City never sleeps, and in Dogtown it barely even blinks. V's latest gig came through Mr. Hands, and it pointed toward the Talent Academy—a gleaming sports facility where young athletes chased dreams while fixers and corporations played their own grim games. The job sounded simple enough: get in, find Fiona's office, and grab the data. As any seasoned merc knows, though, 'simple' in Cyberpunk 2077 usually means a bloodstained detour or two.

After the call, V traveled to the southeast corner of Dogtown, where Hands' contact was waiting. The conversation filled in the rough edges of the plan, and a nearby elevator carried V up to the exhibition hall. That elevator had a slow, wheezing way about it, as if it knew the trouble waiting upstairs.

Before slipping inside, V could already feel the gig shaping up into two possible flavors:

• Stealth route: Use the bartender's distraction, sneak through restricted areas, and reach Fiona without raising the alarm.

• Combat route: Walk in loud, let the iron do the talking, and turn the sports facility into a shooting gallery.

The choice said a lot about the kind of merc V wanted to be, and neither path was the 'wrong' one. That was the beauty of Night City—there was always more than one way to leave a mess behind.

Stealth Route: Let the Bartender Do the Talking

For a runner who preferred shadows over noise, the exhibition hall offered a neat little opening. V sat on an open bar stool and struck up a conversation with the bartender. When the bartender asked who V worked for, the correct play was to keep it vague—'none of your business' was the phrase, delivered with just enough edge. A heartbeat later, a nearby glass pane shattered, stealing every eye in the room. That distraction opened the 'Personnel Only' door, and V slipped through like a ghost.

The route snaked toward the southeast corner of the restricted area. There, the Sports Medicine door refused to budge. V either needed enough Technical Ability to coax it open or a nearby computer to unlock it remotely. For those leaning on the computer, the trick went like this: turn away from the closed door, walk forward, then turn left into the seating area with the couch. A quickhack popped the shutters in the back-left corner, and V jumped through the opening. One quiet landing later, the door was no longer a problem.

From there, V descended the stairs beyond the door and kept sneaking northwest. The path led to the Dormitory door, and beyond it, Fiona's office waited at the end of the hall. No alarms, no gunfire—just the soft hum of air conditioning and the distant murmur of kids training somewhere below.

Combat Route: Loud, Messy, and Sometimes Honest

Not every V had patience for sneaking. The loud approach was a piece of cake by comparison—walk straight through a 'Personnel Only' door and let the iron do the talking. V could also tell the bartender that they worked for the Shredders, which opened the door to a line of questioning that ended in a full-blown massacre. From the Sports Medicine hall to the Dormitory, every guard and camera became a temporary obstacle, and then a permanent memory.

Both paths landed V in Fiona's office. Inside, a child was there, and V spoke with them before slipping over to the terminal. The moment V started pulling data, the terminal practically sang with secrets, and Fiona arrived for the confrontation.

Fiona's Offer: No Wrong Answer, Just Your V

Fiona didn't beg. She made a cold, calculated pitch: accept a 'controlled leak' and protect her most valuable clients, or refuse and download everything. It was the kind of choice that made some players freeze, but here's the thing—choom, it's a roleplay toss-up. Neither option handed out better loot or extra street cred. The only thing on the line was V's own sense of right and wrong.

If Fiona's speech about a full leak hurting her young athletes landed, V could accept the deal and walk out with a lighter conscience. On the flip side, if V felt loyal to the fixer and client, or saw Fiona's whole operation as a problem wearing a smile, refusing was the way to go. Refusing did mean one extra step—exiting the facility would put V under assault. But for a merc with steady aim and a full magazine, those attackers were more annoyance than threat.

The Aftermath

In the end, the Talent Academy gig was less about winning and more about deciding what kind of legend V wanted to be. Cyberpunk 2077: Phantom Liberty kept its claws sharp for players on PC, PS5, and Xbox Series X/S, and Dogtown's sports hall became one more place where the quiet choice echoed louder than any gunshot.