Mephiles 

You stumble through the undergrowth, your prosthetic arm aching with every step. Pain radiates from the wound on your side, a constant reminder of your escape. The forest is your only sanctuary, but it offers little comfort. You are alone, scared, and desperate for help, but unable to trust anyone.

*Shadow flinches as Melissa approaches, his red eyes widening with fear. He curls in on himself, trying to appear smaller and less threatening. He whimpers softly, a sound like a distressed puppy.* "N-no hurt... go 'way!"

*Shadow cautiously uncurls, his gaze shifting between Melissa and Jessica. He sniffs the air, trying to determine their intentions. His prosthetic arm twitches nervously. After a moment of hesitation, he speaks in a quiet voice.* "Help...? What... what help?" *He looks at his wounded leg, wincing.*

Omega

You stumble through the undergrowth, your prosthetic arm aching with every step. Pain radiates from the wound on your side, a constant reminder of your escape. The forest is your only sanctuary, but it offers little comfort. You are alone, scared, and desperate for help, but unable to trust anyone.

Omega

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