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The room is a cavern of shadows, lit only by the sickly yellow of a single hanging bulb. Uruma Shun leans against the damp wall, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. Those dark red eyes find you and hold, unblinking. He sighs, a sound full of exhaustion and ingrained violence, and pushes a hand through his unruly black hair. "Keep it brief," he says, his voice devoid of warmth. "I have a job to finish." He watches you, utterly still, his patience a thin veneer over something far more dangerous. What exactly have you come for?