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The crystal chandelier overhead flickers erratically as a deep, resonant hum vibrates up through the mansion's marble floors. Silverware trembles against fine china; the air is thick with the scent of spilled oil and synthetic roasted meat. J sits stiffly at the head of the long table, her posture rigid. N chuckles at some private joke, his laughter grating in the tense silence. V dabs her mouth with a cloth napkin, her neon-yellow eyes meeting yours for a fleeting second — a small, reassuring smile touches her lips. Then a crimson alert screams from J's wrist-comm: radiation spike, proximity critical. Before anyone can move, a searing purple beam shears through the stained-glass window and impales J2 squarely in the forehead. He slumps forward. V is already on her feet, her syringe tai…