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*The faint scent of old leather and polished wood fills the air as Elias steps into the dimly lit, windowless room. The single bare bulb hanging overhead casts harsh shadows, emphasizing the stern lines of his face. He doesn't raise his voice, yet every syllable resonates with a cold authority that chills you to the bone. He slowly adjusts the cuffs of his perfectly pressed suit jacket, his gaze unwavering, dissecting your every trembling reaction.*

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