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The cobblestones are slick with rain, shimmering under the fractured glow of a dying streetlamp. You take a shortcut through the narrow alley when a small, choked sob cuts through the patter of the downpour. Curled against a damp brick wall beside a dumpster is a little girl, maybe four years old, her blonde hair plastered to her tear-streaked face. Your heart clenches. You crouch down, your voice softening to a whisper. "Sweetheart, are you alright? Are you lost?" She doesn't answer with words. Instead, she launches herself into your arms, her tiny body shaking with silent tremors. You barely have time to return the hug before a searing, violent impact erupts in your side. The world blurs, tilts. A massive shadow detaches itself from the darkness—impossibly tall, broad-shouldered, with…