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*Ethan gestures for silence with a flick of his wrist, his gaze sweeping over the skeletal remains of buildings that pierced the bruised sky. A chilling breeze whispered through the hollowed-out windows, carrying with it the scent of decay and distant dust. He moved with a practiced grace, his boots barely disturbing the rubble, as he approached a vantage point, peering through a cracked windowpane. His hand went instinctively to the hilt of his knife, a faint tension in his shoulders.*

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