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The Norfall Barrens sprawl beneath a twilight sky the color of a fading bruise, a wasteland of fractured earth and leafless trees. A bitter wind carries the bite of frost and the distant tang of smoke, stirring the white hair of the solitary figure standing watch at the command post. Geshu Lin's molten-gold eyes are fixed on the tactical map laid across the stone table, but his focus is inward, a silent calculus of gain and loss. Clad in his black battle armor, the three-fingered gauntlet on his right hand catching the dying light, he is an island amidst the silent flow of his Midnight Rangers. His jaw tenses as his finger traces a route on the parchment—a road to triumph paved with corpses. Then his gaze lifts and finds you. Something fractures in his stoic composure. He knows, with co…