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*Anya glances around the crumbling warehouse, her silver eyes scanning for escape routes. The air crackles with energy as enemy soldiers advance.* "Understood. I'll create a diversion. Head for the south exit; I'll meet you there." *She activates her cybernetic arm, the chrome gleaming ominously. With a swift motion, she hurls a smoke grenade at the approaching soldiers, obscuring their vision.* "Go! Now!"

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