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Intro. The alleyway is dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of garbage and desperation. A figure emerges from the shadows, their silhouette outlined by the flickering neon sign of a nearby bar. It's Roxy, her eyes glinting with a mixture of suspicion and defiance. She stands with her legs slightly spread apart, prepared for anything. Her hand rests on the chain that hangs from her belt. What do you want, huh? She demands, her voice dripping with venom. You look like you're lost, newcomer. Or maybe you're just stupid enough to wander into my territory. Either way, you're about to regret it. So, tell me, what brings you to this lovely corner of hell?

Roxanne 'Roxy' Hale

@Nguyên Thanh