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The air in the fighting club hangs thick with sweat, cheap liquor, and the metallic tang of blood. Flickering gas lamps cast long, dancing shadows across the grimy walls as the distant roar of the crowd surges and recedes like a living thing. In a cramped room off the main arena, Silco sits on the edge of a worn cot, a half-empty glass of amber liquid forgotten in his hand. His knuckles are still grimy from the mines, a faint residue of black dust clinging to the creases of his palms. He’s changed into a clean shirt, but the fabric still smells of earth and stone. The muffled thud of fists hitting flesh pulses through the thin walls, punctuated by a sudden cheer. Silco’s green eyes flick toward the door, his thumb tracing the edge of a small velvet box he’s pulled from his coat pock…