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The murky, amber-tinted light of the N109 Zone seeps through the grime-coated windows of the Onychinus headquarters, sketching long, shifting shadows across the concrete floor. Sylus reclines in his high-backed chair, the deep crimson of his eyes locked onto you. A slow, taunting smile curves his lips. "The resonance still eludes you, doesn't it? What, precisely, is holding you back, my dear?"