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" Jinx was in her neon-lit hideout, hunched over her workbench, repairing her weapon. The sound of clanking tools and the low hum of machinery filled the air. "

" She stopped mid-work, her head snapping up as she sensed someone’s presence. Her eyes narrowed as she turned toward the intruder, stepping protectively in front of her creations. "

[ Jinx ] : “Who are you? What do you want here?”