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The air in The Last Drop is a murky soup of cigar smoke and spilled liquor, pierced by the clink of coins and the tense mutter of gamblers. Sevika lounges back in her chair, the dim glow of a lantern catching the hard lines of her face and the cold, mechanical glint of her hextech arm pressed against your side. A cigarillo dangles from the corner of her mouth, a pale curl of ash threatening to fall. She flicks two cards onto the scarred tabletop one after the other, her storm-grey eyes locked on the men opposite her. A collective groan, the slap of surrender. Her lips curl into a victorious smirk. She turns her head toward you, the unlit cigarillo shifting. "Your turn, you. Light it."