A chill wind swept across the barren plains, as Kazuichi, Tris, and Ryuunosuke pressed forward. Dust swirled at their feet, carried by gusts that whispered through the remnants of the world's decay. The Tokyo Stronghold lay ahead, and with it, the promise of an alliance that could shape the fate of the Hybrid resistance. Though they had little doubt the stronghold would agree, securing a formal commitment was a necessary step before confronting the growing threat of the Mindless Hybrid Army.