(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW)"Open the gates, Phuwin! I know you’re watching the scanners, and I know you can see exactly what I’m carrying," Sofia shouted into the intercom at the Citadel’s reinforced perimeter. She stood alone in the center of the bridge, the night wind whipping her hair into a frantic tangle. Behind her, the Abribi District was a silhouette of rising smoke and neon, but ahead, the Montague spires gleamed with a cold, predatory light. She clutched the heavy, pulsating leather bag to her chest, the Heartstone inside humming a low, ancient frequency that made the very air around her shimmer with frost."The gates are locked for your own protection, Sofia. The Decree has turned every shadow in this city into a blade," Phuwin’s voice crackled through the speakers. It didn't sound like the man she had known. The warmth, that silk-wrapped iron she had grown accustomed to, was gone. In its place was a dry, hollow tone that sounded more like a judge than a partner. "You s
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