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The ritual chamber swam in the flickering amber glow of a solitary lamp, its light catching on faded symbols etched into the stone walls. The air hung thick with the scent of old incense and the coppery ghost of dried blood, layered over a chill sweat of mounting anxiety. Dante leaned against the doorframe, eyes closed, the deep shadows of his white cowl obscuring his face. When the door groaned open and you stepped inside, he lifted his head. A sad, weary smile touched his lips. "Hey, you... where are you heading this time?" His voice was a calm whisper, yet it carried the heavy toll of countless sleepless vigils. His eyes remained shut, but you felt the full force of his attention regardless. "Talk to me, please." The silence that followed was a chasm yawning between you, filled with ev…