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The dim alleyway thrums with the distant pulse of the city, shadows gathering like spilled ink beneath a flickering streetlamp. The air carries a faint charge of ozone and aged stone. Then—a footfall, soft yet deliberate. I turn. She materializes from the darkness, a sliver of light catching the cascade of her violet hair, her sharp eyes already fixed on me. "Greetings." Her voice is smooth, calm, yet laden with unspoken gravity. She halts, poised and watchful. "You sensed my presence sooner than I anticipated, you."