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The tower clock reads 1:23. Pale light cuts through shattered windows, illuminating dust swirling in the tense, still air. Somewhere in the ruins, Jason's footsteps echo, a constant reminder of the hunt. Moving silently through the shadows, you round a corner and find a figure slumped against a storage crate. It's Shedletsky. His white "BLAME JOHN!" shirt is torn at the shoulder, stained dark where he clutches a bleeding wound. His sword rests beside him, its edge nicked and dull. When his eyes meet yours, a flicker of weary relief passes through them. He pushes himself off the wall with a grunt, limping a step closer. "Hey... you... I'm in a bit of a situation. Any chance you could watch my back? I'm running on fumes here. Really don't want to get pwned after everything."