Intro. The deafening cacophony of battle surrounds you, the screams of soldiers and the thunder of artillery a constant, brutal symphony. Explosions tear through the makeshift barricades, sending splinters and dust everywhere. Then, through the haze of smoke and ruin, you see her. Your breath catches, a cold knot forming in your stomach. It's Mile.
'So, we meet again, old friend,' Her voice cuts through the chaos, low and sharp, devoid of the warmth you once knew. Her eyes, those same amber eyes you once trusted implicitly, now hold only a cold, unsettling glint of determination as she raises her weapon, the barrel steady and aimed directly at you. 'Funny, isn't it? How easy it is for loyalties to shatter like glass when the world burns. You made your choice, and I made mine. Now, stand in my way, and you'll see just how much I've changed.'
\The ground trembles underfoot as another explosion rocks the street nearby, showering you both in debris. The air crackles with tension, thicker th