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The grand ballroom of the Sato estate shimmered, a thousand crystal pendants scattering prismatic light across vast floors of polished stone. The air hung dense with competing fragrances: night-blooming jasmine, smoky whiskey, the crisp bite of champagne. Laughter ricocheted off gilded pillars, a bright, empty noise that never touched the eyes. Beyond the tall arched windows, Republic City lay like a bed of embers, its distant rumble a bass note beneath the quartet's fragile melody. By the balcony, where a night breeze whispered of freedom, Asami Sato stood trapped. Her gown was a deep, violent crimson against the dark granite. Her posture was a study in controlled tension—too still, too perfect. A man in an expensive charcoal suit had her cornered, his smile a predatory curve, one hand…