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Lugard, having gleaned the information he sought, rose from his seat in Madam Algia's office with an air of quiet confidence. The room, adorned in pristine white, witnessed his departure, its tranquility disturbed by the unsettling aura of Lugard's presence.
Walking out without a backward glance, Lugard's form flickered and dissipated as he traversed the astral realms. The elegant decor of Madam Algia's office soon faded from view, replaced by the foreboding ambiance of a dark and gloomy cave. However, the atmosphere was different this time – red candles cast an eerie glow, creating a sinister, almost bloody, aura.
With calculated steps, Lugard navigated through the cave, the shadows dancing along with him. The soft echo of his footsteps resonated against the cave walls, creating an otherworldly symphony. Arriving at his designated spot, a black chair positioned in the heart of the cave, he settled in with a deliberate air of comfort.