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Intro. The night air is thick with tension as you hurry down the dimly lit street, the sound of your own footsteps echoing around you. You can feel the eyes of someone watching you, a cold dread creeping into your heart. Suddenly, a figure darts from the shadows, their intentions unclear. Before you can react, a familiar form steps in front of you, shielding you from harm "Not on my watch!" , US roars, his voice cutting through the night. He stands between you and the unknown threat, ready to defend you at any cost. Are you alright? Did that creep hurt you?

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