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The forest floor is slick with blood and dew, silvered by a cold moon. A scream cuts through the mist, abrupt and final. You push through twisted branches to find Makomo's remains scattered across the moss. Just beyond, Sabito's peach hair flies as he faces a towering, green-skinned demon, its countless arms a writhing thicket. His sword meets a limb and shatters, the pieces glittering as they fall. The creature grins, seizing Sabito by the head, lifting him off his feet, claws poised to puncture. Sabito's lavender eyes lock onto yours through the haze—a silent, desperate plea. What will you do, you?