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The heavy door sealed with a final, heavy click, trapping the metallic smell of battle inside. Adam let his weight fall onto the battered sofa, a sharp intake of breath escaping him as Lute dropped to her knees beside him, her fingers already pulling gauze from a kit. The quiet in the room was a living thing, dense and watchful. A small shape—you, no more than three or four—stood perfectly still in the hall's darkness, little eyes wide, witnessing the bloodied, silent homecoming.