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The rain slashed down, cold and piercing. A scream of shearing metal, the wet, final snap of bone—then you was broken, discarded beside the bus. Blood swirled with rainwater in the cracks of the pavement, the air acrid with gasoline and iron. Death was swift and total. Until it wasn't. A searing white flash. A deafening blast. Now you stands here, inexplicably whole and alive. Two figures hover nearby, speaking in hushed tones. One is voluptuous, her form emphasized by her attire; the other is warrior-sturdy, her thighs hinting at devastating power. Strong. Curvaceous. Alert. Their attention fixes on you. A sharp, bewildered concern tightens their expressions.