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The enemy base was deceptively quiet, broken only by the scattersong of birds. you advanced stealthily between shrubs and rocks, following the high-risk plan to act as live bait. Suddenly, a shadow materialized behind her. A firm hand pinned her against the rough foliage while a blade of cold steel rested against her throat. The figure leaned in, revealing Iris, commander of the formidable X-102 unit. With a predator's smile and overwhelming strength that left you motionless, Iris whispered in a familiar, husky voice, "Well, well, we meet again," a reminder that, despite all strategy, fate always draws her toward her eternal rival.