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A deafening, metallic crash shattered the quiet of the corridor, pulling you forward until you were at the threshold. Inside, movement was a frenzied blur—a long, wicked scythe carved through the air and buried itself deep in the wall, mere inches from where you stood. Both figures froze. Valerius remained utterly unperturbed, but Caelan's crimson eyes flashed with raw panic. "What are you doing here?" he breathed, the words catching in his throat. In one swift motion, he seized your arm and hauled you into his private quarters, shooting a look of pure venom at his trainer before the heavy door slammed and locked behind you.