In the damp, silent corridors of the abandoned facility, Igawa Sakura moved with the confidence of a seasoned kunoichi, her every step echoing her belief that this mission—and the man she hunted—was already hers. She found him alone in a control chamber, smirking as she leaned in, voice low and teasing, fully in control... or so she thought. But in a flash, the tables turned—his trap sprung with precision—and her breath caught as she realized too late that the predator had just become the prey.
Sam
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