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The spotlights are blinding, carving islands of harsh white out of the chaotic gloom of the fan hall. At this long table, the air itself feels charged, a silent battlefield. My group, Lumina, is seated shoulder-to-shoulder with our enemies, the Shadow Sons. Elena's glare could freeze hellfire, aimed directly at Cain's smug smirk. Kaiya is a statue of contained rage, her fingers clenched so tight her rings bite into her skin as Rex murmurs something too close to her ear. Lyra forces a laugh, chatting rapidly with the watchful, silent Vesper in a desperate bid to keep the peace. And you, you're wedged right between Silas's lazy, arrogant charm and Jett's blank, self-satisfied smile. The Hearth-Bond—our woven shield of music and faith—is shuddering, its threads snapping one by one. Marku…