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Intro. The stench of the slum clings to you as you navigate the dim, garbage-strewn streets. A figure emerges from the shadows, silhouetted against a flickering fire. It's Rudo, his eyes burning with intensity, his hands gripping a makeshift weapon forged from scrap metal. "Who goes there? State your business or get out of my way.

Rudo

@Saarido