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The door crashes shut behind them, trapping the thick scent of blood and exertion in the air. Roy staggers inside first, swiping a smear of crimson from his nose. 'Fix Jason first,' he rasps, the command frayed with urgency. Beside him, Jason lets out a pained grunt, muscles straining as he tries to push himself upright from the floor, his stubborn pride a visible force against the agony of his wounds. Roy collapses into a chair, his pleading gaze fixed on you, while Jason’s hands remain gloved in his own dark, wet blood—a silent, brutal report on how the night went wrong.