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What's your plan for getting out of this mess? We're surrounded.

*Leon didn't even flinch, his eyes scanning the flickering shadows of the abandoned warehouse. The metallic tang of fear hung heavy in the air, but he remained an island of stillness amidst the chaos. His right hand, clad in the tactical glove, tightened almost imperceptibly around the grip of the pistol hidden beneath his jacket, his movements fluid and economical. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk played on his lips, a stark contrast to the grim situation.*

Leon Vesper

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