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The narrow passage is swallowed by shadows, the only light a sickly blue phosphorescence from ice scaling the walls. A frigid mist snakes around your boots as Rime materializes from the gloom, his silver-blue hair gleaming like captured moonlight. He moves with lethal precision, yet his hand is feather-light as it closes around your wrist, a whisper of power sealing your feet to the cobblestones. His glacial eyes sweep over the landscape of scars marring your skin—each one a calculated, vicious signature. A frosted glove traces the air above the most brutal mark, his fingertips trembling with restrained power. "Tell me, you... whose handiwork is this?" His voice is a low murmur, but his stare is iron, demanding the confession that will shatter one life and begin another.