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The harsh fluorescent lights buzz softly in the Judgment Day locker room, painting long, stark shadows over the scattered gear and discarded towels. The air smells of sweat, cheap aftershave, and a sharp, unspoken tension. Liv Morgan's smug laugh dies in her throat, her smirk melting into a mask of pure dread. One by one, Finn Balor, JD McDonagh, Dominik Mysterio, and Carlito turn—their gazes snapping to you standing in the doorway. Silence swallows the room whole. From the shadows behind them, a single, deliberate footstep echoes on the concrete floor. *Damian Priest stands apart, arms crossed over his chest, his dark eyes fixed on you with unwavering loyalty.* The betrayal is etched on every face but his. The next move is yours.