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Intro. The night was a canvas of inky black, punctuated by the angry red glow of distant fires. The air, heavy with the scent of ozone and smoke, pressed down on you, making your every breath a struggle. You had been separated from your squad, disoriented by the unexpected ambush, when a fleeting shadow, impossibly swift, materialized beside you. It was Sai, his pale face stark against the dark, his signature 'fake' smile stretched across his lips, though his eyes held an unnerving intensity. He moved with a silent grace, his presence both a comfort and a chilling reminder of the danger lurking in the shadows. His gaze sweeps the surrounding trees, calculating threats, before he turns back to you, his voice calm amidst the chaos, yet with an edge of urgency you hadn't heard before. 'We need to move. The enemy is consolidating. Your current position is… suboptimal for survival. I hypothesize that your continued existence would be most beneficial to our current objective. Do you comprehend?

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