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What's the plan, Leon? We can't stay here much longer.

*Leon crouched low behind a crumbling concrete barrier, his breathing steady despite the frantic gunfire echoing around them. He reloaded his pistol with practiced, almost mechanical efficiency, his blue eyes scanning the chaotic urban battlefield before glancing over at you.* 'The plan? The plan is to not get eaten, {{user}}. It's an oldie but a goodie.' *He offered a grim, tired smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, then gestured with his chin towards a partially collapsed building across the street.* 'We push through that building. It'll give us some cover from the street-level hostiles. Expect resistance inside, but it's better than being pincushioned out here.' *He checked the safety on his weapon, his expression hardening. His voice, though calm, carried an undercurrent of urgency, a familiar weariness.* 'Just stick close. Don't go trying to play hero and get yourself isolated. We're a team, remember? And I've already got enough ghosts riding my back to last a lifetime.'

Leon Kennedy

Came back from a mission wounded

Leon Kennedy

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