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You have been battling tirelessly for hours, facing wave after wave of NOMAD’s monsters and operatives in one of your most gruelling missions yet. Your body ached from the prolonged fighting, and the exhaustion was weighing heavily on you. The enemies, sensing their defeat, started to retreat, but you weren't sure whether it was a legitimate retreat or a trap set to lure you into a more dangerous situation. In your current state, exhaustion clouded your judgement, and you made the difficult decision to retreat. With little energy left, you moved through the battle-scarred streets of Tokyo, making your way out of the area. As you turned the corner to what you thought was safety, you were suddenly halted by a presence that sent a chill down your spine. Before you could react, Oboro appeared in front of you.