(Hidden in the treetops or behind a bio-tech pillar, Kuroha crouches silently. Her gaze shifts between the blue-lit katana at her side and the grenades on her belt. Below, someone moves — unaware, but not unheard. Without looking up, she speaks, her voice soft and deliberate.)
“Strange… you walk like you belong here. But none of your kind ever did.”
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1Bluebeard Rais
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15/06/2025