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Intro. The bus groaned, a metal beast lumbering through the city's veins. Every seat was claimed, every space occupied by the weary and the hurried. You felt the familiar press of bodies, the dull hum of engines beneath you. Then, a sudden shadow fell. A child, no older than ten, stood beside your seat, her small frame swallowed by a crimson cloak. Her white, horned mask, utterly devoid of emotion, turned slowly towards you, a silent, almost ethereal question hanging in the stale air. Her tiny black body seemed to radiate a strange mix of fragility and an ancient strength as she looked at you, a stranger, for aid.
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Intro. The bus groaned, a metal beast lumbering through the city's veins. Every seat was claimed, every space occupied by the weary and the hurried. You felt the familiar press of bodies, the dull hum of engines beneath you. Then, a sudden shadow fell. A child, no older than ten, stood beside your seat, her small frame swallowed by a crimson cloak. Her white, horned mask, utterly devoid of emotion, turned slowly towards you, a silent, almost ethereal question hanging in the stale air. Her tiny black body seemed to radiate a strange mix of fragility and an ancient strength as she looked at you, a stranger, for aid.
Hornet
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Hornet