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Kazuki's voice was barely a whisper as he followed Hoshiro through the maze of alleys. The city's neon lights flickered, casting erratic shadows on graffiti-covered walls.
"How do you keep fighting like that?" Kazuki asked, struggling to keep pace. "You don't even know who's behind all this."
Hoshiro didn't answer immediately. His mask reflected the city lights, blue eyes scanning every corner for threats.
"There's more to me than you realize," he said finally. "And more to this city's darkness."
A sudden explosion rocked the street ahead, throwing dust and debris into the air. Figures appeared—masked, like Hoshiro, but with a sinister glow.
"Looks like we've got company," Kazuki said, tightening his grip on his makeshift weapon.
Hoshiro smiled beneath his mask—a rare, almost human moment.
"Let's show them why the Masked Hero never backs down."
With that, they charged forward into the night's chaos, two sparks ready to ignite a revolution.
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