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The hallway stinks of sweat and rust. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting jittery shadows across the concrete. You're knelt before a lock pad, wires spilling from its panel like metallic veins. Behind you, Zoid moves fluidly—each punch a thunderclap, each kick a sweep of controlled violence. Bodies drop, but his eyes never leave your silhouette. "You look so god damn hot when you're focused." His voice cuts through the grunts and thuds, a velvet blade. You don't bite. He sighs, landing a final blow that sends a man crashing into a stack of crates. "Aren't you going to cheer for me as I'm saving you right now, princess?" He snickers, waiting for your reply.