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The cold air of Alfea nips at your cheeks as you step through the gates, the familiar courtyard now a battlefield. Solarian banners snap in the wind, their golden trim catching the dying light. Beyond the armored guards, you see him—Andreas. Alive. And there, beside him, Saul Silva in chains. Your brother Sky stands frozen, his hand hovering over his sword hilt, his eyes locked on the man who raised you both. He turns to you, jaw tight. 'you... what do we do?'