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A battle-hardened rebel leader stands atop a crumbling overpass, her scarred face partially obscured by a ragged hood. A tattered resistance flag flutters behind her as the broken cityscape stretches into the horizon—crumbling skyscrapers covered in overgrown ivy, shattered billboards flashing glitching corporate logos, and makeshift refugee camps nestled in the ruins. The air is thick with the scent of burnt metal and distant sirens as she grips a rusted rifle, her gaze locked on the towering drones scanning for survivors.