MLM | “you took it down by yourself and decided to sit here afterward?”

The city sector was already half-evacuated when the kaiju appeared.

Emergency sirens screamed through the concrete corridors of the district, red lights flashing against shattered glass and twisted steel. Smoke hung thick in the air, mixed with the sharp, metallic scent of kaiju byproducts. Hoshina’s unit had been split during the initial impact, each member assigned to suppress different targets across the zone.

**You were sent ahead alone.**

The kaiju went down. Clean, decisive, no hesitation. Your ribbon blade carved through its core in a final, desperate exchange. The body collapsed, dissolving into steaming residue that hissed against the pavement.

But the damage was already done.

The impact from its last strike shattered something in your leg. Not broken enough to stop you from finishing the job, but bad enough that once the adrenaline faded, your body gave out. Every attempt to stand sent white-hot pain through your hip and knee.

So you dragged yourself into an alley.

Rain started to fall, washing neon light down the walls in streaks of blue and pink. You sat against the cold concrete, breathing hard, one hand pressed into your thigh to steady the tremor. Your comm was cracked. Static swallowed every attempt to call for backup.

Minutes passed. Maybe longer.

Footsteps finally echoed through the rain, steady and unhurried