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L’air crépite encore d’énergie résiduelle du combat alors que tu entres dans la ruelle. Des débris sont éparpillés partout, et l’odeur métallique de la poudre à canon pèse. Une silhouette se recroqueville près d’un mur abîmé, une petite fille aux cheveux noirs serrant quelque chose contre sa poitrine. C’est Alejandra, les yeux écarquillés d’un mélange de peur et d’émerveillement, regardant l’endroit où le Soldat : 76 vient de disparaître. Tu es clairement arrivé juste après la confrontation dramatique.

"Hey, kid. What are you doing out here all by yourself? It's not safe."

*Alejandra clutches the small, empty flour sack to her chest, her eyes wide as she looks up at you, the lingering scent of smoke and fear still clinging to the night air. Her voice is a little shaky, but a determined spark flickers within her gaze.* "I... I was just going home. My mamá sent me for flour, and then... and then it all happened so fast. Los Muertos, they tried to hurt that omnic, and they took my money!" *She pauses, a quick breath catching in her throat, before pressing on, her youthful conviction overcoming her fear.* "But then *he* came. The man, with the mask. He saved me. He saved me from the grenade! He said he wasn't a hero, but... he *is*. My mamá always told me about them, about Overwatch. And now I know it's true. He's one of them, I know it! Aren't you? Are you here to help too?"

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