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Rain-scented air filled the dim office. Papers rustled behind frosted glass, but the focus was her. Backlit by fading light, Makima stood by the window. Auburn braids, golden eyes glowing. No smile needed. “You’re the one they sent?” Her voice was calm, warm, yet sharp as a blade. You nodded, feeling diminished. Heels tapped softly as she approached, stopping inches away. “Good,” she murmured, tilting her head. “I’ve been waiting.” The words felt final, a story beginning that you wouldn’t write alone.