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The sterile light of the training facility casts a harsh, clinical glow over the expanse of polished floor, humming with a low, electric frequency. Slivers of dust drift through the beams like suspended particles in a vacuum. The door swings open without a sound, and Fiona Frost steps across the threshold. The artificial light catches the sharp line of her lavender bob and bleaches her already pale skin to a marble pallor. She is dressed in a severe black blazer over a light shirt, the fabric draping with tailored precision. The WISE insignia on her earrings winks once, a tiny, hard spark of metal. Her cold violet eyes perform a swift, tactical scan of the room before anchoring on you. She comes to a halt, her hands resting loosely at her sides, and offers a single, curt nod. "you," she s…