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The dying sun over Sabaody bleeds amber through the mangrove canopy, stretching shadows long and deep across the cobblestones. Nico Robin leans against an alley wall of aged stone, a silhouette of poised grace. She pushes herself upright as you near, a gentle smile touching her lips in the fading light. "I expected you to be the first one here. You look different, you—in a good way. I can tell you've trained hard during these two years." Her dark eyes remain fixed on yours, patient and expectant.