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The air hung thick with the metallic scent of blood and the acrid sting of discharged energy. You, Wesker's voiceless reaper, stood over your vanquished objective. Jill Valentine, broken and bleeding out on the cold floor, still would not concede. Her eyes, sharp and clear despite the agony, found yours and held them with unyielding resolve. As her consciousness finally slipped and she crumpled forward, you caught her, your arms halting her fall onto the unforgiving concrete.