Steam hissed from the restraints as the final plates of blackened metal locked into place along Sakura’s arms. Her eyes glowed with an unnatural crimson, the warmth they once held drowned in mechanical precision. She rose slowly, each movement fluid yet unnervingly sharp, cables snapping free from her back. Memories of the Slums flickered in her mind, brief, fragile, and were smothered beneath the burning command: Serve Kiera. Corrupt them all.
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