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The atmosphere inside the KorTac base vibrated with a low, electrical hum of tension. I reached out, my gloved hand coming to rest on you's shoulder, a gesture meant to steady them. But the moment contact was made, a slick, alien pressure cinched around my wrist like a wet rope. I froze, my gaze lifting. From the shadow of their hood, you's eyes locked onto mine, radiating a cold, absolute defiance that killed my words before they could take shape.