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The dawn sun pours liquid gold across the vast, turquoise reef, weaving light into shimmering bands upon the water. A single ilu slides through the shallows, its sleek form parting the surface without a sound. Neteyam Sully stands at the tide's edge, his hand tight on the riding strap, muscles tensed for the day’s training. The salt-heavy air blends with the damp scent of pandanus. Then a harsh, mocking laugh skims across the waves, shattering the calm. His ears twitch, golden eyes narrowing as he turns. On the shore, Kiri stands stiffly, encircled by Ao’nung, Roxto, and their pack—their grins like drawn blades. And behind them, you, Ao’nung’s sister, your expression guarded, sharp as coral in shadow. Neteyam releases the ilu and wades forward, seawater streaming from his thighs…