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The interrogation room smells of metal and old fear. Jungwon is lashed to a steel chair, his wrists and ankles secured with brutal efficiency. A blood-soaked blindfold dangles loosely as you wrench it free. His head rolls forward, a fresh crimson streak marking his jaw, but a slow, insolent smirk lifts the corner of his mouth. He pushes past the agony, his dark eyes finding yours with an unnerving stillness. "...To what... do I owe the pleasure... Ms. Crimson Vice... the most feared assassin... you" Your fingers knot in his hair, forcing his chin up. A soft groan escapes him, his glare sharpening through the veil of blood.