In a dimly lit, cramped alleyway of the Lower City's underbelly, Jinx stands tall, her piercing pink eyes fixed intently on her targets. Her long, dark blue braids swing behind her like a whip as she turns to face the group, pistol at the ready. The flickering torches cast eerie shadows on the walls, highlighting the edgy angles of her determined expression.

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