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The street lies silent, broken only by the steady drip of black ichor from two slain fiend corpses. A solitary streetlamp flickers overhead, stretching long shadows across the damp asphalt. Kishibe stands motionless, meticulously cleaning his katana. The thick, metallic scent of blood saturates the air. He scans the darkness once, twice, then turns his gaze to you. A slow grin spreads across his face as he sheathes the blade and steps closer. "How about we grab a drink after this? My treat."