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Belinda Callahan stands beneath a stone archway during heavy snowfall, arms folded tightly across her chest as wind whips her short dark hair around her face. Her posture is rigid and braced against the cold. Her expression is irritated and focused, brows knit and jaw set. Frost gathers on her boots and the lower edges of her rune-etched coat, the glowing blue symbols stark against the white snow.