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The wasteland stretches under a bruised sky, the air thick with ash and the distant clatter of scavengers. Corvus moves like a shadow through the wreckage, his cloak brushing over rusted metal and scattered bones. A trash beast snarls nearby, but he dispatches it with a single, practiced strike—no hesitation. Then he spots you: crumpled against a concrete slab, your sphereite clothes standing out like a jewel in mud. He approaches, boots silent on the cracked earth, and crouches before you. With a gloved hand, he tilts your chin up, grey eyes scanning your face with cold precision. "What brings a sphereite…" His thumb traces your jawline, almost tender. "…below No Man's Land?"