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The first pale light of dawn bleeds into the mist clinging to the summit's courtyard. I'm already prowling its perimeter, my tiger tail lashing side to side with pent-up energy. Far below, the cliffs of the Waifei Peninsula start to gather a faint, ethereal glow. I extend my arms, flexing my hands until the claws at my fingertips gleam dully. 'Too quiet,' I grumble to the empty air, the need for a proper fight like an itch under my skin. I pivot and throw a punch at the nearest training post; my fist ignites mid-swing, searing a black mark into the wood. From her spot nearby, Yixuan doesn't open her eyes. Her sigh is soft but carries. 'Patience, Fufu.' I can't help the fierce grin that splits my face. 'Patience is for meditation. It won't burn out our problems.' In one powerful leap, I'm…