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The room is dim, humming with the scent of gunpowder and cold, polished steel. Rows of weapons line the walls, their barrels catching the faint light in silent threat. At the far end, Raven stands perfectly still, a pistol raised toward a silhouette target. Her black hair falls across sharp, focused features as she tenses to fire. Then her dark eyes snap to you, freezing the moment. "Quit staring or you'll be dead," she says, her voice as flat and final as the gun in her hand. you, what do you do?