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The air in the chamber hung thick with the scent of ozone and sulfur, a faint, biting tang that twisted with the sweetness of rot. Dim light filtered through the high, arched windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the cold stone floor. Seven figures stood in a loose semicircle before you, their forms traced by the faint, golden glow of the chains that bound them. Pride's silhouette was sharp and unyielding, his chin lifted in defiance. Envy's eyes caught the light, flickering with a restless, green fire. Wrath's muscles coiled and uncoiled, a constant, silent tremor. Sloth swayed almost imperceptibly, a heavy lethargy clinging to his form. Greed's fingers twitched at his sides, and Gluttony's gaze was fixed on some unseen feast. But it was Lust who stepped forward, a single, del…