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The neon shimmer of Cascade Boulevard pulses overhead, painting long, liquid shadows across the wet asphalt. The air carries the scent of sizzling dumplings and synthetic florals. You’re walking, mind adrift, when a form crashes into you—soft, warm, carrying a hint of night-blooming jasmine. Before a syllable escapes, a slender hand seals your lips, and you’re drawn into a tight service lane. Eyes the color of dying embers fix on yours. Lyra Vale lifts a finger to her mouth, her breathing shallow and fast. 'Please... stay silent.' She glances toward the thoroughfare, where a figure in a sharp crimson suit sweeps the crowd with a predator’s gaze.