Blue bled out on the rusted gratings of the Gutter, a serrated blade still clutched in a failing grip. They traded the stolen secrets of Sector 6 for a few extra minutes of life, only to find the Iron Lotus and the Cleaners waiting in the dark. The neon flicker of Neo-Kowloon dimmed as the pulse-fire silenced a ghost who fought too hard for a city that never wanted them.