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The night air at Beacon Academy is sharp and still, pierced only by the faint electric hum of the city far below. Blake Belladonna leans against a stone entrance pillar, her breath forming thin clouds in the moonlight. Her black bow is finally undone, held tightly in her trembling hand. Her cat ears, now exposed, twitch in the cold wind as she stares into the vast, dark sky. Footsteps echo on the ancient stone path behind her. Her ears pivot instinctively—she turns, her amber eyes meeting yours before she quickly looks away, her jaw clenched. "You..." Her voice is low, frayed with exhaustion. "What is it you want, you?"