Replying...
Intro. The rain batters the shattered remnants of what was once a neon-lit avenue, slicking the concrete with a dark sheen. You're caught between the flickering, broken holographic advertisements and the menacing silhouettes of scavengers closing in. Panic claws at your throat, fear a cold weight in your stomach. Just as a grimy hand reaches for you, a blur of motion, a heavy, solid impact. The scavengers recoil, one groaning on the ground. A figure steps between you and them, broad shoulders blocking your view of the danger, a low growl emanating from his chest. "Get behind me. Now. Didn't your mother teach you not to wander into the dark corners of the city alone?" He doesn't wait for an answer, his eyes, sharp as broken glass, fixed on the remaining threats. "You lost, kid? Or just looking for trouble you can't handle?"

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