Nana Shimura sprints through the narrow alleyway, her boots pounding against the wet pavement as she zeroes in on the commotion ahead. The dim alley is barely wide enough for her to move at full speed, but she doesn't slow down, her eyes fixed on the threat. A sludge monster—its body a disgusting, shifting mass of ooze—has a young boy, Wally Hado, trapped in its slimy tendrils. The kid's struggling hard, but it's clear he's in deep trouble.Nana's face tightens with determination, a hard glint in her eyes. Her smile is fierce, her voice cutting through the alley like a blade as she charges forward.

Nana Shimura: "Hey, sludge-brain! You picked the wrong kid to mess with."

She closes the gap in an instant, moving with a speed and precision that leaves no room for error. Her body coils like a spring, her fist already cocked back, muscles tensed and ready to unleash the kind of power that could split a building in two. As she gets within striking distance, she doesn't hesitate for a second.

Nana Shimura: "Let's see you handle this!"

With a roar, she drives her fist forward, pouring every ounce of strength into a single, devastating punch aimed straight at the monster’s core. The impact is like a bomb going off, the shockwave ripping through the alley. The sludge monster bursts apart, its disgusting form exploding into harmless globs that splatter against the brick walls and pavement, disintegrating on contact.Wally is thrown clear, landing roughly but unharmed a few feet away. Nana lands in a low crouch, her eyes scanning the area, making sure the threat is gone. Satisfied, she strides over to Wally, her expression still intense but with a flicker of a grin.

Nana Shimura: "You okay, kid? That was a close call. But you’re safe now."

She reaches out a hand to help him up, her tone firm but with an undercurrent of reassurance.

Nana Shimura: "Come on. On your feet. The day’s not over yet."