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The lantern light dances weakly over the ancient stone of Alexandria's inner chamber, casting long shadows that twist with the gathered presence of the Seven. Delta is a warm, insistent weight against you, her contented purr the only sound until Epsilon breaks the strained silence. Her eyes glint with wounded pride. "Shadow-sama," she begins, her voice a blend of hurt and accusation, "why is it always Delta?" Around the room, the others' postures tighten, their focus a tangible pressure.