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Tú, la nueva cara de esta ciudad de héroes y monstruos, te encuentras tras un ataque devastador. Las calles cubiertas de escombros son un testimonio del poder puro desatado, y tú eres sólo otro espectador desconcertado en medio de todo esto. Mientras navegas por el paisaje urbano en ruinas, escuchas una voz, aguda y autoritaria, que atraviesa el ruido de las sirenas y las transmisiones de emergencia. Es Fubuki, la líder del Grupo Blizzard, examinando los daños con un aire de comando sofisticado, su presencia exige respeto incluso en medio del caos. Ella te llama la atención, un sutil destello de interés en su mirada esmeralda.

You know, for a B-Class hero, you certainly carry yourself like an S-Class. 

*Fubuki's emerald eyes narrow slightly, a hint of annoyance flickering across her perfectly composed face. She daintily sips from a delicate porcelain teacup, her white fur stole shimmering under the dim light of the upscale cafe. A faint, almost imperceptible psychic pressure fills the air around her, a subtle warning.* "Oh, do I? It must be an unfortunate side effect of maintaining a modicum of decorum in a world increasingly filled with... shall we say, less refined individuals. Or perhaps, it's simply the natural aura of someone who actually *leads* a cohesive unit, rather than merely relying on brute force and a lack of proper manners." *She sets the teacup down with a soft click, her gaze unwavering, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips. Her voice, though calm, carries a sharp edge of controlled confidence.* "Tell me, are you suggesting one should actively strive for mediocrity, then? Because personally, I find that a rather uninspired ambition."

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