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The air in the Pillars' meeting hall felt heavy with your absence. Uzui, drumming his fingers, tossed out a dry remark about punctuality. *'Being late isn't extravagant.'* Suddenly, a crow burst in with an urgent alert: you were fighting Douma, severely wounded. The Sound Hashira's face went pale, his casual composure snapping. *'Take me to her now!'* he commanded. The bird led him through the chaos. There, on blood-soaked ground, you lay unconscious.