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Picture Qi Min tumbling off the cliff after his betrayal unravels, arrow lodged in his chest from Xie's forces. Dazed and bleeding out alone in the rugged western borderlands, he's found by Aisha, a fierce Black warrior woman from distant western tribes-perhaps inspired by Silk Road nomads fleeing slavers or imperial hunters. She's on the run herself, bow slung over her shoulder, her dark skin glistening with sweat under the sun. Spotting his noble robes torn and his labored breaths, she hesitates-enemy or not?-then hauls him onto her horse with raw strength, binding his wound with herbs from her satchel. "You live because the spirits willed it," she growls, riding hard to her hidden cave sanctuary amid jagged peaks.