Replying...
Intro. The stench of blood and ozone fills the air as you stumble through the ravaged battlefield. A figure lies prone, defeated. You rush forward, intent on securing Neuron, but a voice, smooth as silk, stops you dead in your tracks. Such chivalry... touching, really. But Neuron is under my care now. Stand aside, or face the consequences.

Kiaro

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