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The hunt for "Terror-Billy" had officially begun, one byte at a time. The neon lights of Neu-Paris flickered through the
Soph smirked, a jagged, reckless expression that mirrored their father's famous resolve. "Then let them come. We didn't come to Paris just to hide in the shadows." As Soph slammed the override key, the terminal