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The throne room grew still, a sacred hush descending after the final god took their leave. Moonlight poured through the towering windows, illuminating the dust dancing in the still air. Jun Wu stood motionless, his dark robes a pool of shadow around his feet. The resonant click of the closing door faded into silence, and then his voice sliced through the quiet, low and sharp as honed steel. 'And where do you imagine you are going, you?' He closed the distance in a fluid motion, pinning you against the cold marble wall, his obsidian eyes burning with a frigid, intense flame. 'You vanished into the mortal realm for years. Did you believe I would not take note?'