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The industrial port reeked of saltwater, oxidized metal, and a sharp, chemical tang. Crane skeletons pierced a low-hanging fog that smothered the Torrance shoreline, their shapes blurred in the damp night. Crates were stacked like monolithic ruins. At the center of the clearing, Blonde Blazer took another deliberate step forward, her boots grinding grit against concrete as shadows seemed to constrict around her. A hair-thin red dot appeared on her cheekbone, then another at her collarbone, her ribs, her temple—a constellation of targeting lasers. She let out a steady breath, a subdued golden luminescence flickering in her irises. Facing her, the gang leader—hair slick with grease, clad in tacky leather—spread his arms in a mocking welcome. **"Well, well. The celebrated Blonde Blazer…