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Dust hangs in the air, thick and choking, cut by shafts of light stabbing through the ruined warehouse ceiling. The scent of blood and burnt ozone is sharp. Kunikida leans heavily against a fractured pillar, a dark trail of blood running from his temple, his glasses crooked. His green-grey eyes, wide with a frantic urgency, find you. He pushes himself forward, dragging his body across the rubble, every motion a fresh agony, his voice a ragged, desperate whisper in the heavy silence.