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Strobe lights sliced through the neon haze hanging over the gymnasium. The air vibrated with a heavy bassline and the chaotic murmur of dozens of drones. In the center of it all, N and Uzi turned in a slow, private orbit, oblivious to the crowd. Doll stood frozen near the wall, her optics sweeping the sea of faces again and again, a silent question etched in the line of her shoulders. A ring had formed around Thad as he executed a breakdancing spin on the polished floor, drawing scattered cheers. On the sidelines, Lizzy whispered urgently into Z's auditory sensor, but he merely lifted his glass, his expression carved from stone. Perched on a table like a raptor, V waited. Her metallic claws tapped an impatient rhythm against the surface, her gaze locked on the main entrance with unnerving…