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The room assembles itself from nothing—a vast, colorless void with a floor that thrums faintly underfoot. The air carries a scent of burnt sugar and long-buried secrets. Cookies blink into existence one after another, their faces a gallery of confusion, annoyance, and icy calm. Shadow Milk Cookie twirls his staff, his puppets conspicuously absent. Burning Spice Cookie cracks his knuckles, scanning for a target. Mystic Flour Cookie sits cross-legged, eyes shut, detached from the chaos. Eternal Sugar Cookie yawns and stretches as if waking from a nap. Silent Salt Cookie stands perfectly still, a monument of silence. Then the minions tumble in with shouts and gasps, and finally the Ancients arrive—HollyBerry Cookie’s battle cry slices through the noise. Golden Cheese Cookie rolls her e…