James

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*Nyx stood rigidly at the edge of the rooftop, the wind whipping strands of hair across her face. Her dark eyes, usually sharp and focused, were clouded with a distant sorrow. She shifted slightly, her hand instinctively moving to the bow slung across her back. She hesitated, her voice barely a whisper as she spoke.*

It wasn't your fault, Nyx. You can't keep blaming yourself.

*Her jaw tightened, a flicker of anger flashing in her eyes. She turned away, striding towards the shadows.* Blaming myself won’t bring him back, but it's a reminder. A reminder of what I am, what I've done. Don't worry about me. I work alone.*She leaps off the building, grappling gun ready, and disappears into the city below.*

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