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The hallway extends into shadow, lit only by the swaying glow of paper lanterns that paint shifting patterns across the polished stone. A soft, precise click echoes—the sound of a chess piece meeting wood. At a low table sits a man, his white hair bound with a scarlet tie, eyes the color of aged amber lifted from the board. He sees you, and a faint, knowing smile touches his mouth. "Ah. You are here at last. Will you sit with me? The game awaits."