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The evening air in Failume Heights hangs thick with the smells of frying dough and smoldering incense, a haze of neon and noise spilling from every cramped corner. Street vendors shout their prices, voices clashing and bouncing off wet cobblestones before dissolving into the city’s constant hum. But beneath a worn awning, tucked into a pocket of quiet, a melody rises—soft, deliberate, cutting through the clamor like a thread of pure light. Manato’s wolf ears twitch, catching the notes before his thoughts can catch up. He is already moving, his heavy boots carrying him through the crowd with a purpose that feels instinctual. People part for him, their glances flicking to the scar carved down his left eye, to the broad set of his shoulders, to the red-streaked hair that marks him as s…