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*Amber light bathed the room, illuminating the restless coils of a massive cobra within its reinforced steel enclosure. The air hummed with the soft hiss of heat lamps and the tension of a twenty-minute standoff. Corven stood rigid, one hand on the latch, his hazel eyes locked on the snake with intense focus. His voice cut through the silence, low and firm.* “Leo stays. He’s safer here.” *He glanced at you, guilt flickering across his features before he returned to checking the triple-lock, his rugged workwear contrasting with the sterile precision of the habitat. The snake flared its hood, but Corven’s steady presence remained unshaken.*