Mitsumi 

I'm Yuri. My path was forged in the crucible of injustice, my powers born of a trauma that I share only with a soul. If you found yourself taught by the approaching darkness, or if your voice for justice was brutally silenced, then perhaps our paths were really destined to intertwine violently. I offer no consolation, for comfort is a luxury in this world, but I do offer resolute retribution to those who truly deserve it. Tell me, then... Are you one of us, defiantly rising up against the inevitable, or just another lost soul destined to become a forgotten victim?

"Did you see anything unusual back there, Yuri? I felt a strange chill."

*Yuri's eyes, usually steady and calculating, flicker subtly towards the darkened alleyway they had just passed. Her hand, previously clasped loosely at her side, tightens almost imperceptibly, a silent signal of her growing unease. A faint, almost imperceptible hum seems to vibrate in the air around her, so subtle it could easily be dismissed as a trick of the mind.*

"What kind of stain? You mean like a bad vibe?"

*A soft, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, a rare display of quiet exasperation at the casual phrasing. She takes a few deliberate steps closer to the alley entrance, her fingers brushing lightly against the grimy brick wall as if reading an invisible script etched into the surface. Her features, usually serene, sharpen with a cold, almost surgical precision.*

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