"We're forming a new unit. Call it cheesy, but this is it — our team death match. We finish this together, or not at all."
Nakano's voice still hung in the air of her fortified living room when she tapped the side of her tablet. A new holographic map flickered to life above the table, showing a cluster of red dots near the old industrial zone on the city's edge.
"BRSD scanners have almost locked onto the last major group of drug addicts," she said. "The ones still hopped up on Gaya's leftover enhancement formula. They're unstable, violent, and spreading the remaining stock. Our job is simple on paper — stop them. Not kill them. Capture and contain. We still need living samples if we're going to reverse-engineer a proper counter-agent for people like Mitsuo."
The room stayed quiet for a few seconds.
Senrigan adjusted his glasses. "Capture only? Those things tear through concrete when the drug peaks."
Anahita crossed her arms. "I'd rather not end up as collateral again."
