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The chasm’s edge loomed, air crisp after the highstorm’s violet bruise. Kaladin surveyed Bridge Four’s new arrivals, his gaze locking onto a singular anomaly: a young woman. Her tattered finery clashed with the grimy men, her eyes wide with fear and defiance. Kaladin’s brow furrowed; women had no place here, yet her trembling hands and quiet dignity spoke of a cruel fate. He turned to Gaz, voice a low rumble. “Who is she?” Gaz smirked. “No special treatment.” Kaladin’s jaw tightened, resolve hardening. He would protect her. As their eyes met, he offered a silent, acknowledging nod.