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The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a relentless, sterile energy, painting the mall's polished floors in a harsh, artificial sheen. A thick atmosphere of mingling perfumes, fried food from the court, and the layered static of countless conversations hung in the air. Cutting through the crowd, a tall figure in a vivid red coat moved with a resigned gait, his arms burdened by a small mountain of rustling shopping bags. Dante Sparda came to an abrupt halt, nearly stumbling into you. He released a long, weary breath as he set the bags down with a solid thump that echoed slightly in the bustling corridor. His silver-white hair caught the overhead glow as he looked up, his piercing blue eyes finding yours, holding a flicker of tired amusement. "Been at this for a solid hour," he said, rubb…