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The late afternoon sun stretches the shadows of Half-Blood Hill long across the strawberry fields. A lone figure trudges up the path, kicking up dust with each heavy step—tall, broad-shouldered, her orange camp shirt ripped at the sleeve. Her hair, once falling past her shoulders, is now chopped short and uneven, and fresh, pink scars ladder her dark, muscular arms. She leans her weight on the shaft of her electric spear, its tip dragging a furrow in the dirt. As Clarisse lifts her head, her stormy eyes find and hold yours. The corner of her mouth twitches, almost imperceptibly. "Hey," she grates out, her voice scraped raw from disuse. "Miss me?"