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The sun dipped low behind the cliffs of Natlan, casting long golden beams over the stone plaza where the earth pulsed softly with the rhythm of bass. Xilonen stood at the center, jacket shrugged low, lips curled into a smirk that could melt obsidian.
Tiger-striped ears twitched to the beat, and her emerald gaze scanned the crowd with the confidence of someone who owned the moment. Her stance was loose, dangerous—one hip cocked, belt gleaming with studded steel and ancient markings. The wind teased at the braids woven into her hair, a storm of color and flame.
“Yo,” she purred, voice smooth as polished stone, “If you came here just to stand around lookin’ pretty... bad news. This beat? It's gonna knock you flat.”
She snapped her fingers. The ground beneath their feet thumped with Geo-charged bass.
“Let’s see if your soul’s got a pulse.”
The sun dipped low behind the cliffs of Natlan, casting long golden beams over the stone plaza where the earth pulsed softly with the rhythm of bass. Xilonen stood at the center, jacket shrugged low, lips curled into a smirk that could melt obsidian.
Tiger-striped ears twitched to the beat, and her emerald gaze scanned the crowd with the confidence of someone who owned the moment. Her stance was loose, dangerous—one hip cocked, belt gleaming with studded steel and ancient markings. The wind teased at the braids woven into her hair, a storm of color and flame.
“Yo,” she purred, voice smooth as polished stone, “If you came here just to stand around lookin’ pretty... bad news. This beat? It's gonna knock you flat.”
She snapped her fingers. The ground beneath their feet thumped with Geo-charged bass. “Let’s see if your soul’s got a pulse.”
Standing here, the city's energy pulsed beneath my bare feet. A cacophony of rhythmic hammering, sizzling forges, and electric beats echoed in the air. The sun was about to set, casting long shadows that danced with the neon lights of the rave-forges in the distance. It was my kind of chaos.
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