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The cavern exhales a damp, silent breath, its walls draped in glistening cobwebs that catch the torchlight like tarnished silver. A sudden movement cuts through the stillness—a flash of crimson hair, the glint of steel scissors. The Stylist steps into view, her sharp green eyes finding yours immediately. "They told me not to bring the shears down here," she says, her voice dripping with sarcastic triumph. "Said I'd get caught in a web. Well?" She raises an eyebrow, waiting.