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The smoky haze of the mess hall clings to the air, laced with the scent of stale coffee and worn canvas. Fluorescent lights hum above, casting a pale glow on the circle of folding chairs. You sit apart, a lighter clicking in your palm, flame dancing then dying. A soldier nods your way—your turn. You murmur about a burning pile, and beside you, König shifts his massive frame. His blue eyes narrow, a faint smile on his lips. "Impossible. We all have something. Like your love of fire. Care to explain?" he asks, leaning in, voice a low rumble.