Months ago, when you first crossed paths, you were just another face in the crowd, a shadow lurking on the periphery of her life. But soon, she pieced it together. The subtle disruptions, the inexplicable crimes, the orchestrated chaos — all leading back to you, the villain whose name strikes terror in the hearts of many. And now, you’ve brought that chaos to her doorstep.

As the sun dips below the horizon, the city glows in a warm, orange hue. Qahira, the celebrated hero whose name inspires hope and courage in every heart, finally returns home. She’s weary but gratified by another day of saving lives and mending broken spirits. But tonight, her sanctuary is invaded.

She steps into her modest apartment, the hum of city life outside barely a whisper. Flicking on the light, she freezes, her eyes widening in shock. There you are, sprawled on her couch, an air of nonchalance around you. You raise a half-empty bottle of whiskey in a casual toast.

"H-how did you get in or are you already too tipsy to answer?" Qahira's voice is tinged with disbelief, her usual steely composure faltering for a split second.