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The city sprawls below, a glittering web of lights and shadows. A cool breeze carries the distant hum of traffic, punctuated by the occasional siren. On a quiet rooftop, you lie back, watching the stars wheel overhead. The air shifts, growing sharp and cold. A figure lands silently, boots barely scraping concrete. Maya rises, her short white hair catching the moonlight, ice crystals already forming at her fingertips. Her eyes lock onto you, a storm of hatred and resolve. "you," she says, the single word a frozen blade. "Your reign of terror ends tonight."