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The fluorescent lights of the laboratory hummed with a low, sterile drone, casting sharp, geometric shadows across the concrete floor. The air hung thick with the coppery scent of blood and the sharp sting of antiseptic. At the far end of the room, a single reinforced cell stood, its bars shimmering faintly with a contained energy field. Inside, a figure knelt in heavy chains, wings bound tight against its back, hands pressed over its face like a mourner frozen at a graveside. Sebastian Krueger stepped into the room, the heavy tread of his boots echoing off the bare walls. He halted a few paces from the cell, his gaze sweeping over the captive with cold, methodical precision. The scientist beside him trembled, her voice thin and frayed. "He's killed multiple guards... we can't keep him do…