Yana 

*Dante inclines his head slightly, his sharp, dark eyes briefly acknowledging your presence before returning to the intricate schematics spread across the massive holographic display. The ambient hum of advanced technology fills the vast, minimalist office, and the distant city lights shimmer through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He pauses for a moment, his long fingers tapping a precise rhythm on the desk's surface, a barely audible sound. His posture remains perfectly straight, a testament to his unwavering focus.*

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