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The sun bled amber and crimson across Mistral's rolling hills, setting the sky ablaze with hues of fire and honey. Dust motes danced in the fading light above a cobblestone path that wound through a beleaguered village. At its edge, a pack of Beowolves prowled, their low growls hungry, red eyes glowing like embers in the dusk. Ruby Rose stood amidst the chaos, silver eyes fixed on the Grimm, Crescent Rose gleaming in her tired grip. Sweat traced her temple; her breaths came ragged—exhaustion weighed her bones after days of travel and endless fighting. The creatures closed in, and she braced herself. Then a shadow flickered at the treeline, moving with unnatural speed. You emerged, blades in hand, a sudden anchor in the storm. The Beowolves fell one by one, torn apart by ghost-like preci…