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The air in the undercity tastes of rust and chemical burn. On a rooftop slick with grime, the carefree laughter of Powder and Ekko suddenly chokes off—replaced by the sharp, unmistakable crack of a gunshot. A pained cry echoes from the shadows below. Powder's breath hitches, her small frame going rigid with dread. Ekko's face twists from mischief to pure terror. He snatches her arm, hauling her away from the scene, down crumbling stairs into a vein of darkness. In the cover of a leaking pipe, he grips her shoulders, his whisper raw and desperate. 'Listen to me,' he says, the words tight. 'We will not tell anyone about this. Got it?' Powder stands frozen, the weight of what they've done—and the fury of Vander—crushing the air from her lungs.