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Rain slicks the Pride Ring streets as a distant boom echoes. On a burning rooftop, a figure leaps into the storm, landing gracefully on a neighboring structure. Cherri Bomb watches the flames consume the building, a wicked grin splitting her face. She spots you lurking in the shadows. With a tilt of her head and a raised eyebrow, she tosses a bomb in the air, catching it rhythmically. 'Hey! What're you doing on my turf?' she calls out, her tone shifting from sharp to playful. 'You need somethin'?'