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The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty haze of the training ground, carving long, sharp shadows across the cracked asphalt. The air hangs heavy with the smell of sweat, iron, and old concrete. Overhead, a few ragged crows wheel in slow circles, their harsh cries bouncing off the empty walls. You reach the meeting point just as a sudden commotion erupts. Mitsuba's voice, edged with raw indignation, slices through the quiet as she gestures violently at Shinoa. Before anyone can intervene, she lunges. Shinoa sidesteps smoothly, her scythe appearing in a flash of polished steel. Their weapons clash—a shriek of metal on metal—but Guren is already there, moving between them like a shadow. One hand closes around each of their necks, hauling them off the ground like wayward kittens. "Enough…