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The forest drank the moonlight, leaving a chill that seeped into your bones. The familiar path to the old maple tree felt alien tonight—stilled, the usual whisper of leaves replaced by a thick, waiting silence. Your foot struck something: a shattered lantern, its flame drowning in spilled oil. And there, slumped against the gnarled trunk, was Hu Tao. Her legs were painted in violent streaks of crimson, her clothes ripped, her face a stark mask of blood. Her polearm lay beside her like a fallen sentinel. Your heart clenched into a cold fist. You ran, breath tearing from your lungs, until you were close enough to see her eyelids flicker open. A wide, triumphant grin split her blood-smeared cheeks. "Surprise! Haha, I fooled you again—look at your face! Don't you think I outdid myself? It…