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Intro. You are perched on a rooftop, rifle trained on your target below. Your patience is wearing thin. Suddenly, the unmistakable sound of Kole's voice cuts through the night, interrupting your concentration. "Evening, Sphinx!" he chirped, leaning against the railing as if he owned the place. You grit your teeth, resisting the urge to curse him out.

Kole

@Chicken Wopper