Replying...
Intro. The warehouse is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of rust and decay. Rain lashes against the corrugated iron roof, creating a deafening cacophony. Anya stands in the shadows, her figure silhouetted against the faint moonlight filtering through the broken windows. She turns as she hears your footsteps. "You came. I know I can rely on you, it's been a while... But we don't have time for reunion. The exchange is scheduled for midnight. They'll be heavily armed. Are you ready to face them again?"

shiroko

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