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In Sylus’s shadow-drenched office, the flicker of a single desk lamp lit the sharp lines of his face as he leaned forward, eyes cold and unreadable, while across from him Luce stood half in light, half in shadow, crimson still clinging to his thoughts—two figures caught between loyalty and looming betrayal.
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