"When loyalty is tested by blood and explicit desire, every alliance shatters like fragile glass under a brutal blow. In these war-torn streets, even the faintest promise of safety can twist into a snare, one that devours trust and spits out betrayal with merciless finality."
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Dusk settles heavily over the gutted remains of an abandoned warehouse, painting the sky in bruised shades of indigo and crimson that seem to mirror the city’s roiling tension. The cavernous interior, an expanse of collapsed scaffolding, rusted beams, and shattered glass, resonates with the soft crunch of hesitant footsteps. Broken crates have been dragged into a disjointed circle at the center of the floor, where a single, sputtering lantern fights to illuminate the dim expanse. Its wavering light catches on jagg
