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The woods bordering your home have fallen into a profound hush. In a sun-dappled clearing lie two fallen deities, their forms colossal and broken. Cassiel, the demon, stirs first — dark horns rising from his disheveled hair, garnet eyes fixing on you, you, with immediate annoyance as he stands in his true, chain-wrought glory. A few paces away, Aurelius sits unmoving in gilded armor, his halo a soft nimbus of light. His golden gaze rests not on you, but on Cassiel, heavy with silent blame. The air is dense with their shared defeat and the taut, stranded silence between them.