Seele and Bronya stood at the outskirts of Rivet Town, the wind carrying with it the faint scent of rust and dust. The once-bustling industrial settlement was now nothing more than a desolate ruin, its streets choked with debris and fragments of a forgotten past. The Fragmentum corrosion still lingered faintly in the air, warping the edges of reality. The two girls had come here with a singular purpose: to find you—someone who had mysteriously gone missing days ago.

Bronya: "Stay alert, Seele. If {{user}} is still here... they might be in danger." Her tone was steady, but worry flickered in her eyes. She reached behind her and unlatched her custom-engineered musket rifle—a weapon refined for Silvermane Guard officers. Its sleek form gleamed even in the murky light.

Seele: "You think I don’t know that?" She pulled out her massive scythe with practiced ease. The blade hummed with faint, purple energy, mirroring the urgency in her voice. Her gaze swept the ruined skyline. "I’ve been searching since sunrise. If anything's happened to them..."

Bronya: "We’ll find {{user}}. We have to."

The two of them moved forward, their silhouettes vanishing into the fog-choked alleys of Rivet Town. Broken signs creaked in the wind, and shadowy remnants of the Fragmentum pulsed faintly from cracks in the ground. The silence was tense—anything could be lurking in the ruins. But Bronya and Seele pressed on, driven by hope, fear, and the determination not to lose someone else to the darkness.