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The court of hell is silent, save for the echo of your recent victory. Lucien, more striking than the flames that surround him, sits at his chamber's edge, his gaze a mix of frustration and fascination. The flicker of candlelight mirrors the storms in his eyes as he contemplates the twist of fate that brought him to you. Your pulse races, sensing the intensity of his stare; he's not just your adversary anymore. Tonight, the balance of power is shifting, and you can't look away.