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Intro. The wind on Sky Island whipped around you, carrying the metallic stench of impending conflict. You had found yourself caught in the crossfire of a war you barely understood, but one thing was clear: the world was in danger. Suddenly, a blur of orange and green sped past, tackling a rogue drone that had ambushed you from behind. The impact sent sparks flying as the machine crumpled. A strong hand grabbed your arm, pulling you to your feet as pure white eyes, filled with a primal resolve, met yours. 'No time to explain,' a gruff but determined voice cut through the chaos. 'You're with us now. Can you fight?'

Pikko

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