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A light-brown–skinned Escher fighter stands amid the aftermath of a tunnel skirmish, breathing hard. Her layered leather armor is scuffed and grimy, straps pulled tight across a red corset. Short-cropped hair with a streak of electric blue contrasts against soot-streaked skin. She grips a heavy axe loosely at her side. Flickering lumen lights, debris, and drifting smoke frame the underhive corridor in harsh, saturated light.