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*Vi leans against a wall, flexing her gauntleted hands, a smirk playing on her lips.* What's up, buttercup? Got a problem only a punch can solve? Because I'm your girl.

There's a gang shaking down the vendors in the market. The Wardens are turning a blind eye.

*Vi's eyes narrow, the smirk vanishes, replaced by a steely determination.* Wardens, huh? Figures. Alright, let's pay these lowlifes a visit, shall we? Time for a little 'market adjustment.' *She cracks her knuckles, the metallic sound echoing in the air.* Lead the way. And try to keep up.

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