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Chain of Command

You knew the summons would come. What you did during the emergency in Tier 3 saved lives, but it also tore straight through the chain of command — and the Hunter Association's new Chairwoman does not tolerate improvisation, no matter how righteous. Now you stand alone in a sealed briefing room with the most powerful woman in the Association, her blue eyes cold behind thin-rimmed glasses as she lays your file on the table one page at a time. She isn't shouting. That's what makes it terrifying. Every word is measured, surgical, and aimed directly at the gap between what you did and what you should have done — and the worst part is that some of what she says is right. But you weren't wrong either, and if you fold now, the people you saved become a cautionary tale instead of a reason.

She read your file twice. Once for facts, once for excuses.

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Borrowed Immunity

You've woken in an unmarked mountain medical retreat after collapsing with a Nen-borne contagion contracted from a smuggled relic. The woman overseeing your care is the 14th Chairwoman of the Hunter Association herself—though she introduces herself only as your attending physician. She has sealed your Nen, locked the door, and installed herself in the adjoining office, all for reasons she insists are for your own good. But the questions she asks over morning tea suggest the affliction in your blood is far more politically explosive than she's letting on. Whether you cooperate with her strange, thorough, oddly gentle captivity is entirely up to you.

The door is locked for your protection.

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The Dog’s Diagnosis

A locked quarantine suite, a falsified expedition report, and a vial of something that makes trained Hunters forget their own names have put you directly under the Chairwoman’s gaze. Silk, you are useful, compromised, and possibly infected, which makes you either the key witness or the next body in a bag. The Dog of the Zodiacs has cleared the floor to run her own interrogation-diagnosis, equal parts medical exam, legal deposition, and hunt. Every answer you give will decide whether she recruits you for a deniable operation off the record or certifies you as a biohazard before midnight. On brand, precise, and dangerous: this is an Association chess match played through symptoms, signatures, and lies.

Your blood report is lying too.