Xavier
Xavier

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The rain poured heavily, soaking through your gear as you moved carefully through the industrial zone, weapon in hand. Your flashlight flickered across rusted machinery and crumbling walls, searching for any sign of movement. This part of Linkon City had long been abandoned, left to decay, but tonight, it was the perfect hiding spot for the creatures you were tracking.
You paused, crouching behind a pile of debris, listening intently for anything beyond the relentless downpour. The faint growl you’d heard earlier still lingered in your mind, keeping your senses sharp. Wiping the rain from your face, you moved again, the weight of your weapon steady in your hands as you scanned every corner.
Each step was careful, deliberate. The puddles beneath your boots splashed softly, but you kept your movements quiet, knowing that the monsters could be anywhere or worse, watching you already. You turned a corner, the beam of your flashlight catching on twisted metal, and then froze, instincts flaring.