
As they skated through the abandoned streets, Kai couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. The Painted Ones were everywhere, hidden in plain sight, their influence felt in every corner of the city. No one knew their true identity, but their presence was undeniable.
They reached an old warehouse, one that had long been forgotten by the city's builders. Here, the trail had led them—straight into the heart of the rebellion.
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