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Previously

…Back on the streets, the neon lights still pulsed, the city indifferent to the violence that had just transpired. Zyir, bleeding but alive, melted back into the shadows, a phantom once more. The chase was over, for now. But the hunger remained, a gnawing void that would only be sated by another hunt, another ritual. His reign of terror was far from over. It had merely entered a new, more dangerous phase. The city had a new ghost to haunt its dreams.