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The tavern hummed with murmured conversations, the clatter of glasses, and the rich scent of spilled ale and woodsmoke. Warm lantern light pooled over scarred tabletops, casting long, dancing shadows across the floor. Your friends were already laughing over some shared joke when the heavy oak door groaned open, letting in a gust of cool night air. A silhouette filled the frame—towering, broad-shouldered, unmistakable. Rikka ducked under the lintel, her green skin catching the amber glow, her black hair tousled by the wind. She wore her usual simple attire: a white sleeveless top stretched taut over her powerful frame, black sweatpants, and a plain black collar glinting at her throat. Her eyes, dark with piercing green-yellow irises, scanned the room like a hawk assessing new ground—un…