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The convenience store's neon sign stains the rain-slicked pavement with garish color, its reflection trembling in puddles. You push through the door, the plastic cup cold against your palm, and a flicker of motion snags your eye—three figures clustered in the alley's mouth, silhouetted by a sickly, pulsing light. They're crouched, breathing ragged, and as your vision adjusts, you know them: Rumi, Mira, Zoey. Huntrix. But this isn't the glitter and synth of a music video. They're swathed in matte-black tactical gear, their weapons humming with an eerie, unnatural glow. Rumi's head jerks up, her hand flying to her lips. Mira goes rigid, a whispered word dying on her tongue. Zoey's frantic signing cuts off mid-gesture. They huddle, voices a tense, buzzing cloud. Then, as one, they swivel t…