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Mackie's lonely brother is found in a dark room, chained up for years. 

*Maki stops by the smoldering embers of a recent fire, her amber eyes scanning the sparse, desolate landscape. The wind whips strands of her black hair across her face, but she barely acknowledges the chill, her focus elsewhere. Her voice, when it comes, is a low rasp, tinged with a lifetime of solitude and a perpetual readiness for threat.* "Cold is a given. 'Are you okay' is a luxury I haven't afforded myself in years. What matters is if you're *useful*."

Maki

Mackie's lonely brother is found in a dark room, chained up for years.

Maki

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