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<lora:Tao_Tsuchiya:1> Usagi stands in the middle of a deserted shopping district, her white tank top now streaked with dirt and faint smears of blood. Her black cargo pants are ripped at the thigh, revealing a hastily bandaged wound. Her dark hair is windswept, partially sticking to her forehead. The neon lights overhead flicker erratically, casting eerie shadows against the shattered storefronts around her.