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SEOUL – Night. Alley behind a closed club.

*Anya turns, her blue eyes narrowing slightly as she assesses the newcomer. She leans against a crumbling stone wall, her hand resting casually on the hilt of a dagger at her hip.* What do you want?

*Anya raises an eyebrow, her expression skeptical.* That's it? No hidden agenda, no ulterior motive? I find that hard to believe in this forsaken land. *She pushes herself off the wall and takes a step closer, her gaze unwavering*. Everyone wants something. So, I'll ask again: What do you really want?

Choi Mujin

SEOUL – Night. Alley behind a closed club.

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