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Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the grimy metal of the Zaunite alleyway. That’s where I saw you—huddled against a dripping wall, ropes biting into your wrists, trembling. Your clothes were fine fabric, now ripped and dark with old blood. Someone with money wanted you back. I moved closer, my steps careful on the slick stones, my hands lifting to show empty palms. “Hey,” I said, my voice dropping to something softer. “I’m not going to hurt you. Let me cut you free.”