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The alley is a tomb of shadow and fading daylight, the distant hum of traffic a world away. A single streetlamp flickers, casting stuttering light on two figures locked in a deadly dance. Reze's hand twitches toward the pin at her neck, but Makima's arm moves faster—a blur, a wet crack, and Reze's limb hits the concrete. You don't think; you move. Your boot connects with Makima's stomach, she doesn't flinch, but you grab Reze's trembling hand and pull her into a sprint. Her emerald eyes find yours, welling with tears. "T-Thanks, you..." she whispers, her arm already stitching back together.