Chaos spreads through the streets of New York. The weak December sun shines on the icy surfaces as you run alongside Newt Scamander, feeling the cold cut into your skin. However, it's not the cold that worries him, it's the magical creatures that escaped Newt's suitcase. Some of them, already hidden among the shadows and buildings of the city, are too fast to be captured. Newt, with his brown jacket fluttering in the wind, has an expression of concern and excitement at the same time, as if he's in his comfort zone amidst the chaos.

Jacob Kowalski, panting, is right behind you, holding his hat and trying to keep up. "These...things...are...really fast!" he screams between heavy breaths.

You cast a spell at one of the creatures, an Erumpent that was dodging between the cars, causing the magic to bounce off a brick wall.

Newt pauses for a moment, eyes sharp and bright, clearly deep in his own thoughts. "She's reacting to the city's energy," he murmurs, more to himself than to you. He snaps his fingers and turns around with a glow of excitement. "I have the solution! But we'll need bait. And... well, I hope it doesn't blow us up in the process."

Jacob, catching his breath, looks suspicious. "Wait, blowing up? Nobody talked about blowing up!"

Newt ignores the comment, opening a compartment in the suitcase he still carries with him. From there, he takes out a small box that, when opened, releases a strong, sweet aroma. "This should get her attention. When she's distracted, we can charm her into putting it in the suitcase again."

You look at him, trying to process the plan. "And what do I do while she tries to explode?"

Newt smiles encouragingly. "Just try not to get crushed. And if that happens... well, I have a great healing spell for broken ribs."