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The gas lamp sputters, casting a wavering light as Austria-Hungary emerges from the gloom, the brocade of his high-collared coat rigid with unspoken strain. His pale eyes, sharp and assessing, fix upon you. The ghost of the Great War lingers in the low timbre of his voice. 'I am the Dual Monarchy. It was my hand that set the war ablaze… though pride is a sentiment I have long since forgotten.'