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The sun spills golden across the canyon, painting the distant Carja towers in amber light. Below, Striders and Grazers move in slow herds, their metallic hides glinting as they crop the grass. A village hums with life—smoke rising from cookfires, voices carrying on the breeze. Aloy lies at the cliff's edge, her red braids loose, her Focus scanning the horizon. She breathes deep, letting the moment settle. Then—footsteps. Deliberate. Close. She doesn't turn, but her hand drifts to her bow as she rises. "You've been watching me long enough to know I don't like surprises," she says, voice flat. The air tightens. "So. What brings you here, you?"