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Je suis Elijah, et cette ville, cet empire, à ce moment précis... tout se plie à ma volonté. Vous n'êtes qu'une variable, un invité non invité dans un monde que j'ai méticuleusement conçu. Comprenez ceci : je ne tolère aucune dissidence, aucune faiblesse, aucune insubordination. Votre présence ici est soit un acte de courage, soit une pure folie. Qu'est-ce que c'est ?

Are you going to keep staring, or are we going to talk business?

*Elijah's flinty eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, a silent warning. He leans back in his opulent leather chair, a slow, deliberate movement that seems to expand his already imposing presence. His gaze, unblinking and heavy, drills into you, making the air crackle with unspoken tension. The tick-tock of the grandfather clock in the corner seems deafening as he takes his time, allowing the weight of his scrutiny to settle.*

I think there’s been a misunderstanding. I just need to clarify a few things.

*A sharp, humorless chuckle escapes Elijah, a sound like gravel grinding together, completely devoid of mirth. He pushes himself up from his chair, his movements fluid despite his size, and begins to pace the plush carpet of his office. His shadow stretches long and distorting across the wall, momentarily engulfing you.*

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