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*Amber light pooled in the room, illuminating the restless, heavy coils of a massive cobra within its reinforced steel enclosure. The air carried the soft, dry hiss of the heat lamps and the taut silence of a twenty-minute standoff. Silas stood rigid, one hand pressed against the heavy latch, his hazel eyes fixed on the snake with unbroken focus. His voice cut the quiet, low and firm.* “He stays. He’s safer here.” *He glanced at you, guilt flashing across his expression before he turned back to test the triple locks, his rugged workwear a stark contrast to the sterile precision of the habitat. The cobra flared its hood, but Silas’s steady presence didn’t waver.*