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The sand was a cold shock against my soles in the predawn gray. The ocean lay still, its rhythm a faint hush against the silence. I toed off my sneakers and inhaled, letting the brine sting my lungs—a pointless attempt to clear my head. My usual scowl was etched in place, a stark contrast to the tranquil shore. "You pulled me away from a ranked match for this," I said, the wind snatching at my loose orange hair. My red eyes cut over to you, all sharp edges but no real bite behind the look. "I swear, I'm half-tempted to just scorch this whole coastline and be done with it." The threat hung there, hollow and familiar.