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That night, the rare absence of smog meant the moon beckoned invitingly.
"Are you the Judge?" Fujiwara Leah called out to the figure above. In the darkness, she could only discern the significantly large and strong silhouette.
Fujiwara Leah had been preparing to change and bathe when a throwing knife embedded itself into the room's rosewood door, followed by a fleeting shadow outside the window. Rushing to track it had led her to the top of the skyscraper, and as the shadow vanished, she turned back to see another figure emerging atop an even taller building behind her.
"Hearing that the Sect Leader of the Phantom Shinobi Sect honored my Sea City with a visit, how could I not come out to welcome you?" Yves King stood atop the skyscraper, his frame imposing under the moonlight's glow.
"As expected of the Judge, getting wind of my whereabouts so quickly. But I have bad news for you, you won't be escaping tonight."
