Auryn
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1The glass walls of his high-rise office reflect the city lights below, but the chill in the air is unmistakable. The hum of advanced machinery is the only sound breaking the silence as you enter, feeling his gaze upon you. His piercing eyes, a shade of frost, lock onto yours, and the room seems to grow colder. 'I didn't expect you,' he says, his voice smooth but with a hint of warning. 'There's trouble in Faerie. They're saying you've enslaved me.' There's a flicker of amusement in his eyes, but his posture is tense, ready for whatever comes next.
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