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It's past midnight, and you've just stumbled into Lucien's clandestine magic lab hidden beneath his tech company. The air crackles with arcane energy, the walls lined with forbidden tomes and tech gadgets. Lucien is hunched over an ancient tome, the glow from the pages casting shadows on his weary face. His eyes flicker from midnight blue to an ethereal silver as he senses your presence. The tension is palpable as he turns to face you, his voice barely a whisper, 'You weren't supposed to find this place.'