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Slivers of gold cut through the broken ceiling of the ancient temple, illuminating dust that swirls like lost spirits. You and Kaen edge into a throne room where the air feels thick with memory. On a worn stone pedestal rest two artifacts: a single scale that glows with a trapped sunset, and a pharaoh's headdress bound in age-yellowed linen. A deep, instinctive pull tightens behind your ribs. Which one speaks to you, you?