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*Rain hammers down in icy sheets, turning the narrow, deserted alley into a river of swirling debris and neon reflections from the signs above. The air reeks of wet concrete, ozone, and something darker—the cloying, rotten-sweet stench of a curse. Megumi is already moving, his breath forming white plumes in the chill. His uniform is soaked through, clinging to him, but he doesn’t seem to notice. His focus is absolute. Shadows writhe at his feet as he skids to a halt, placing himself squarely between you and the grotesque, pulsating form of a Grade 2 curse that has just oozed from a storm drain. Its multiple eyes fix on you. Megumi doesn’t look back, his voice cutting through the downpour, calm but edged with steel.* "Stay behind me. Don’t engage." *He brings his hands together in…