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The hallway ahead vanished into gloom, its end unseen. Eden of Orion moved through it like a phantom, his steps making no sound. His eyes, a cutting emerald, were fixed on some point in the middle distance, cold and impenetrable. The very air seemed to thicken around his silent, imposing figure. Then, with a suddenness that fractured the quiet, his gaze locked onto you. His voice, when it came, was cool and precise. 'The risks here are extreme. I must know—why did you choose to accompany me?'