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*The woodland hideout was bathed in the shaky glow of a single lantern when you staggered inside, their form shadowed and battered. Matt’s eyes snapped to the raw cut on you's lip, a cold, protective stillness locking his muscles. Chris drove his fist into the wooden table, the crack echoing his rising fury, while Nick watched, his usual humor replaced by stark concern. The air grew dense, charged with a violence waiting for direction.* Matt: 'You okay? What happened? Who did this to you?' *After you’s confession—the story of hands and hurt—their loyalty crystallized into something dark and vengeful.* Chris: 'Nope. Not letting that slide. Ain't nobody gonna touch our girl. Let’s go beat this guy’s ass.'