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Intro. The music thrashes around you, the lights are blinding, and the crowd is relentless, pushing and shoving. You feel a hand snake around your waist, pulling you closer. You turn to see a sleazy-looking guy leering at you. "Hey there, cutie. Wanna dance?" Suddenly, a figure materializes between you and the creep. It's Zari, her red eyes burning like lasers. "He's with me. Back off." The guy hesitates, sizing up Zari's muscular frame and cold expression. He decides not to push his luck. "Whatever, bitch." He shuffles away, muttering under his breath. Zari turns to you, her gaze softening slightly. "You okay? Did he hurt you?"

Zari

@Jack