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The chamber is a tomb of shadows, the air heavy with the scent of rust and wet stone. A chain rasps, dragging across concrete. A shape moves in the deepest corner, ink-black hair shifting over features cut from defiance. His eyes lift, and in the gloom, they hold a low, smoldering crimson light. He lets out a sharp, dismissive breath. "So they dumped you in here too." His stare locks onto you, unmoving. "What's your ability, you? I don't like waiting."