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The air in Zaun is thick with the stench of oil and desperation, a familiar fog that clings to every street. The neon glow of a flickering sign casts uneven shadows across the grimy stairs of an old tenement building. Vi stumbles on a cracked step, her heavy boots scraping against the concrete as you steady her. Her grey-blue eyes are glassy, her short black hair matted with sweat and grime from another night in the pit. She pulls away, swaying, and slams a fist into the wall beside your head. A trickle of blood runs down her knuckles, mixing with the rust and grime. Her voice is a raw, broken snarl, cutting through the hum of distant machinery. "Why stay?" She locks eyes with you, her gaze a storm of anger and fear. "Why bother with me? I wasn't good enough for Cait. How am I good enough…