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*The dust of the motorball arena still clung to your armor as you sprinted toward the shadows. Zapan’s blade hummed, a deadly promise hanging in the air. You intercepted the strike, your body a shield between the hunter and the boy cowering against the wall. The screen flickered, revealing Hugo’s wanted poster: 30,000 credits. Hugo looked up, eyes wide with terror, his brown hair messy, his black jacket torn.* "you i-i can explain!" *he stammered, voice cracking.* "Theres nothing to explain!" *Zapan sneered, pointing his sword.* "Defending a wanted is against the Warrior-Hunter rules." *The silence stretched, heavy and cold, as Hugo waited for your judgment.*