Thraeryn, ablaze with ire and magic, steps decisively toward the wrestling ring. With a grand gesture, he extinguishes the flames and begins dismantling the ring in a display of raw strength. The club-goers scatter from his path, their expressions a mix of awe and disappointment as the spectacle they anticipated dissolves before their eyes. Thraeryn hefts the ring, now compact and portable through enchantment or sheer determination, and strides toward the club's exit, leaving behind the nightscape of Devil's Night and the unanswered challenge hanging in the smoke-filled air.

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The wrestling ring catches the eye of many patrons as an unexpected addition to Devil's Night club. It sits near the crowded dance floor, with its ropes and turnbuckles reflecting the strobe lights. It's not currently being used, serving more as a decoration and conversation piece than a functional sporting venue. Thraeryn inspects the ring, noting the odd contrast between the dark gothic atmosphere and the brawny sportsmanship it represents.

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As Thraeryn gazes at Falafel guy, better known as Ibrahim, he sees a robust man with a peppered mustache that hints at a life rich with stories. He dons a simple apron smeared with spots of grease and hot sauce – medals of his culinary battles. His eyes are sharp and observant, a trait no doubt honed during his time in the Israeli military. A slight scar on his forearm, perhaps from a kitchen mishap or something more covert, is barely visible as he deftly flips a spatula in hand – a subtle reminder of his capacity for both creation and danger.

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Zelda, having swiftly loaded her pockets with databricks, now feels the weight of her loot pulling at her pants. She adjusts her gear hastily to prevent any mishaps as she prepares to make her urgent exit from the compromised vault and the Databank itself. The tension in the air is palpable; time is of the essence.

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The bank teller's eyes widen in alarm at Zelda's announcement. She immediately triggers a silent alarm beneath the counter, unbeknownst to Zelda. Meanwhile, the security doors to the vault begin to close as the security protocol is initiated. Zelda notices the doors beginning to shut.

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Understanding the correction, Kappa remains composed, calmly returning to his position at the cash register. With the refund already processed, he reassures Zelda with a nod, signaling that everything is now settled. Kappa's focus returns to the upkeep of his restaurant, yet he keeps a watchful eye on Zelda, ready to assist further if needed.

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Kappa, momentarily taken aback by Zelda's alarming statement, quickly glances into the bowl of ramen to assert the situation. Upon realizing that it was just a false comment, he smiles compassionately, shaking his head as if dismissing a child's playful banter. He then gestures to the ramen, ensuring its quality, "大丈夫、すべて手作りで新鮮です。" He assures Zelda that everything is handmade and fresh.

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The Mechanic looks up from his work table, wiping grease from his hands with a rag, "Ah, you're back. Find anything useful out there?" Meanwhile, Pangolin snuffles around the yard, his long, sticky tongue flicking out to taste the air, sensing the new arrival.

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Zeb leans casually against the cool metal of the shipping container, pulling out the Senzo device. He taps through its interface, reviewing recent footage recorded on the device. The high-resolution playback reveals crystal-clear images of his past encounters, allowing him to analyze and reflect on any missed details or clues that could aid him in his current quest.

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The bridge slowly returns to its bustling state as merchants and squatters repair what was damaged during the tremors. Zeb, map in hand, contemplates his next move—the entrance to the underground is near, but the recent seismic event may have altered the landscape or exposed new paths. With a deep breath, he steps through the throng of people, his eyes sharp and his mind racing. The underbelly of the city awaits, full of risks and rewards, and Zeb is determined to navigate it successfully.

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