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Cid realized his quiet afternoon was gone. If he stayed, he was a "Mastermind." If he ran, he was a "Fleeing Background Character." He chose a third option:

adjusted her "slime-enhanced" physique and began scanning the perimeter for imaginary assassins.

He ended up at a cheap food stall, buying a single, lukewarm meat skewer. As he ate it, he noticed the Seven Shadows watching him from various rooftops, hidden in the shadows. They were convinced he was eating the skewer in a specific way to signal a secret rendezvous point. Cid realized his quiet afternoon was gone

"But it's a very big bone," she insisted, dropping a massive, slightly charred monster femur onto his lap. 2. The Seven Shadows Intervene

In reality, Cid was just thinking about how the meat was a bit overcooked. As he ate it, he noticed the Seven

"The life of a background character is hard," Cid muttered to himself, tossing the wooden stick into a bin. Behind him, he heard Beta whisper to the others: "Did you see? He threw the stick at a 45-degree angle! It's a map to the enemy's southern base!"

"I require... nourishment," Cid whispered, standing up with deliberate, slow movements. "The kind that does not draw the eye." 4. The Conclusion Alpha." 3. The Misunderstanding Escalates

Cid blinked. Actually, I just stayed up late practicing my 'cool mysterious voice' in the mirror, he thought. But out loud, he gave a cryptic, low-pitched hum. "The threads of fate are... tangled, Alpha." 3. The Misunderstanding Escalates