A heavy silence hung over the courtyard, as if the very air itself recoiled from the weight of the secrets about to be revealed. Kazuichi's expression grew dark, his gaze shifting to the distant horizon where storm clouds gathered, shrouding the sky in a brooding gray. The world was on the edge of chaos, and he could feel it in his bones—the tremors of something monstrous lurking just beyond sight.
Without preamble, he began to speak, his voice low and resonant, as if every word was laced with the gravity of the situation. "There's a force out there, one that's different from the usual threats we've faced," he said, his tone grim. "I'm talking about an army of mindless Hybrids… more than just ordinary monsters. They're organized, driven by a single will. And their numbers are growing."
