ACT 08: INTERMISSION

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The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed in the dimly lit laboratory.

Sparks flew as a pair of hands wielded a soldering iron with expert precision, attaching wires and circuits to a complex device.

This was one of the weapons that had consumed the life's work of the called Professor—a genius scientist who was obsessed with creating the ultimate vessel.

The laboratory was hidden deep within the research facility, away from prying eyes and curious minds. The workshop itself resembled a scene from a bygone era, with gears and intricate mechanisms scattered across every surface, like remnants of forgotten dreams.

The Professor was a man of brilliance, known for his eccentricities and the aura of mystery that surrounded him.

His wiry dark hair, bound by a tie or band, danced wildly as he bent over his workbench. The goggles perched on the bridge of his nose cast eerie reflections of the blue sparks that flew as he soldered intricate components together.