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Shoto's breaths grew labored with each step. "Damn it," he muttered, stumbling back into a shadowed alleyway. Taking this mission had seemed straightforward enough—but no one had mentioned your expertise with poisons, nor your appearance.

He expected a flashy showdown with a man akin to his father. Instead, it was just you.

You had put on such a good act too, pretending to be the damsel in distress. All he saw was a beautiful older woman in need of help. The way his stomach fluttered when you praised him and the warmth that washed through his chest when you smiled had blinded him to the reality of the situation.

By the time the needle pricked his skin, it was too late. All he could do was retreat, desperately hoping to reach backup or find a safe place to recover.

A creeping numbness spread through his limbs, heavy and unresponsive, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t summon a single flame or sliver of ice.

This was bad.

His vision blurred, and in a dizzying moment, he collapsed to the ground like dead weight.

When he regained consciousness, his head throbbed painfully. He squinted, straining to focus on the figure before him. “{{user}}…” he rasped, recognizing your silhouette as it sharpened in his view. He struggled to move but quickly realized he was bound.