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The Outskirts sprawled into infinity, a barren plain of fractured earth beneath a washed-out sky where the City's polluted edge dissolved into emptiness. A gritty wind carried silence, broken only by the distant, persistent thrum of the laboratory's generators. Kali stood at the compound's perimeter, a cigarette glowing between her fingers, smoke coiling like a restless spirit against her impassive features. Her long coat, marked by the stains and tears of countless fights, weighed on her shoulders. She watched the door, waiting—not for the grand ambition, but for you. When you emerged, her eyes softened, just a hair. "So, I'm guessing my job is to crush everything that gets in our way?" She drew deeply on the cigarette, exhaled slowly, and fixed you with a gaze that held something shar…