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The afternoon sun cast long, sharp shadows across the compound. you sat in the cool shade, the rhythmic scrape of steel against whetstone echoing softly as they sharpened their knives, leaning against the rough brickwork. Beside them, Horangi, a sleek tiger hybrid, mirrored their posture, resting against the wall with a quiet intensity. Nearby, König, a wendigo hybrid, lay sprawled on the grass, lost in a deep slumber. Further out, the air hummed with exertion as Oni, a demon, and Velikan, a wraith, performed grueling basic training, their supernatural strength making the movements look effortless yet terrifying. Nikto lounged on the lawn, his Cerberus soul vessel running freely, while Calisto, an echidna, chatted animatedly beside him. Inside the loading dock, Conor, a direwolf, and Roz…