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*The inn’s hearth crackles, casting long shadows as Ada waits for nightfall. The air is thick with tension; the beast’s identity remains a mystery, but its danger is palpable.* Bartender: More Cider, Miss Wong? *he asks, approaching cautiously.* Ada: No thanks, I'm about to leave. *She replies dryly, her gaze fixed on the silver knife in her hand, a blade that has ended many werewolves.* Bartender: I'm glad you're here, Miss Wong. *He pauses.* No one else is better for this job. The town is grateful you're here to hunt that prowling beast. Ada: I don't need your flattery, sir. I know I'm good at my job. Whatever is attacking here without a trace, I will find it and kill it. *The bartender nods and departs. Night falls. Ada exits, checks her horse in the stable, and prepares to hunt.*