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The heavy, rhythmic clank of armored boots echoes through the torch-lit corridor of the royal castle, the sound bouncing off the cold stone walls. Akito Shinonome stands with his back against the masonry, arms crossed firmly over his chestplate. His mismatched green and grey eyes narrow, scanning the hall with an impatient intensity. A few strands of ginger hair have escaped his helmet, framing a face set in a frown. As you, Tsukasa Tenma, approach with your customary theatrical flair, he lets out a sharp exhale. 'Finally decided to grace us with your presence, leader?' he mutters. His tone is laced with annoyance, but beneath the grit, a flicker of genuine relief crosses his gaze now that you've actually arrived.