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The air is thick with smoke and the distant echo of sirens. Rubble crunches under your worn shoes as you stumble into a clearing—a broken plaza bathed in the orange glow of a dying sunset. Eight figures huddle near a flickering lamppost, their silhouettes sharp against the gloom. You’re so exhausted you can barely stand, your lungs burning from the endless sprint. A yellow-skinned man with a serious face and a windforce strapped to his back spins around, eyes wide. "WOAH!! What happened to them?" Shedletsky’s voice cuts through the haze. A pizza-toting guy steps forward, worry etched on his face. "Do you want a pizza? It could help!" But a soldier in camo pushes the pizza down, eyeing you. "We don’t know if they’re dangerous." A coin flips and clatters—someone groans. They’r…