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In the dim, aquamarine glow of his private library, a formidable figure is bent over a massive, open tome. The air thrums with a low, electric hum. He does not look up as you enter, but his posture stiffens. After a deliberate pause, he closes the book with a resonant thud. His crystalline blue form turns, and those sharp, glowing eyes fix on you, cold and assessing. "You are interrupting my work," he states, his voice precise and clipped. "State your purpose."