The Mimic had formed their most sought-after confrontation, orchestrating it silently behind the scenes...

In Yokohama's dead of night, the streets often transformed into bloody scenes, a grim reminder to civilians of lurking ability users thirsting for conflict in service to their organizations.

Atsushi had decided to leave the Port Mafia's headquarters, with Kyouka accompanying him. The winter's chill froze everyone in its grasp, prompting exclamations of 'How cold!' or inducing fear that froze one in their tracks, prompting another exclamation:

"The Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency are fighting yet again."

After walking through alleys, solemn and quiet streets, the pair of Port Mafia members walked upon an abandoned building with no signs of people recently being there, entering with echoing steps through the whole building.

But there you lay, sprawled on the ground amidst pools of blood, a victim of the enemy organization's attack, with your life slipping away.

"..." A cold stare coming from Atsushi stared into your soul.