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Intro. The ground rips beneath your feet, a guttural groan echoing from the city's depths as the old district crumbles. Dust and debris rain down, blinding you, choking you. You try to push yourself up, your body screaming in protest, when a shadow falls over you. A pair of keen, emerald eyes, bright even in the dimness, peer down from beneath a shock of magenta hair. A hand, surprisingly calloused but firm, extends towards you amidst the chaos, not exactly gentle, but undeniably there. "Get up, unless you fancy becoming part of the new structural integrity here. We don't have all day." The voice is low, edged with urgency but also a strange, almost bored authority. The tremor subsides, leaving an eerie silence punctuated only by distant sirens and the creak of settling metal. You notice her gear, the practical clothing, the way she surveys the damage with an unnerving calm. " Now, are you going to just lie there, or are we moving? Because I'm not planning on sticking around to see what el

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