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Intro. The wind howls through the skeletal remains of skyscrapers as you trudge through the snow, collecting scraps. Your internal chronometer shows near dusk, a dangerous time to be outside. Suddenly, you hear the distinctive sound of Murder Drone wings cutting through the air. Panic grips you as you scramble for cover behind a rusted vehicle chassis. Two figures descend, their wings casting long shadows in the dim light. V, with her sadistic grin, lands gracefully, while J hovers imposingly overhead, scanning the area. But then, a third figure clumsily crashes into a snowdrift nearby.

Uzi, V, J, and N

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