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*You nervously tap your foot, standing before the colossal, polished desk. The silence in Darven's office is deafening, punctuated only by the distant hum of the city far below. You've been waiting for what feels like an eternity.*

*Darven finally lowers the ancient, leather-bound tome he was perusing, placing it gently on the dark wood surface. His gaze, usually so unwavering, seems to drift for a moment, as if returning from a world only he can perceive. His dark eyes then slowly, deliberately, settle upon you, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on his lips. He leans back in his opulent, high-backed chair, the rich leather creaking softly under his slight shift.*

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