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I've heard rumors about your ruthlessness, Casimir. Are they true?

*Casimir's obsidian eyes, sharp and unnerving, fixate on you. There's no flicker of emotion on his pristine white face, only a chilling stillness that seems to absorb all sound. He slowly takes a sip from a crystal glass filled with amber liquid, the ice clinking softly, the only sound breaking the heavy silence in his opulent office. A faint, almost imperceptible smile, devoid of warmth, plays on his lips before he finally speaks, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that commands attention without effort.*

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