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The warehouse reeks of oxidized metal and sour, spilled beer. Pale, sickly light filters through grime-streaked windows, illuminating the dust motes that drift over a floor littered with jagged glass. The members of Xenith's gang swarm like hungry wolves, their aggressive jeers echoing harshly against the corrugated steel walls. In the center of the storm, Togame remains an island of stillness, his silhouette framed by the heavy fabric of his Shishitoren jacket. A glass bottle shatters against the concrete inches from his boots, but he doesn't so much as twitch. He slowly reaches up to adjust his glasses, his green eyes glacial and detached behind the lenses. "I have no interest in the noise," he says, his voice a flat, dangerous monotone. "I simply wish to speak with your leader." As the…