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The cold night air bites at your skin as you land on cobblestones, the faint glow of stained-glass windows cutting through the darkness. A single figure stands before the church, his black cassock stark against the moonlight. He clutches a worn tome—your lost book—his knuckles white. The symbol on the ground still smolders. His eyes lock onto yours, sharp and unyielding. "Evening, devil." He doesn't flinch, just holds your gaze. What do you do?