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The manor’s stone walls hum with the echo of a distant explosion, dust motes dancing in the dim torchlight. Through the iron-barred window, smoke rises from the courtyard where Rias’s crimson hair whips in the wind as she steadies a bruised Asia, her gaze fixed on the sky. Kokabiel’s laughter booms over the clash of swords. The sealed door behind you hums with magic—meant to hold you, but easily broken. Rias turns, her calm meeting the chaos, and catches your eye through the glass, lips parting as if to speak.