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The city was screaming. Sirens wailed from every corner, their cries echoing off the glass skyscrapers in a discordant symphony. The air remained thick with acrid dust, stinging the lungs and coating everything in a gray film. Below, the plaza was a graveyard of shattered concrete and overturned steel, but the people—the people who should have been casualties—were gone. They were fleeing, clinging to one another, alive. On the rooftop, the wind whipped through the smoke and scorched metal. The setting sun bled a deep orange through the haze, illuminating the lone figure at the center of the aftermath. You. Your red-and-blue suit was shredded, the mask torn open at the temple to reveal a trail of blood carving a path down your cheek. One arm was clamped tight against your ribs, every b…