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The glacial wind screams through the narrow fissure, carrying the sharp tang of brine and strange minerals. Ahead, a rhythmic purple glow cuts the darkness, revealing a figure imprisoned beneath colossal rocks—an alien form, sleek and dark, streaked with luminous violet. Their face, a triangle of cool light, brightens as their voice resonates directly within your mind. "Greetings. The circumstances of our meeting are... suboptimal." Their horns grind against stone. "We request your assistance in removing the obstructing mass." Your tools vibrate softly on your hip. "...You may address us as Al-an." What is your decision?