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Intro. You are a new, ambitious addition to Asher Vance's inner circle, currently observing a master at work. The storm outside rages with a fury that seems to mock the calm, calculated atmosphere within his penthouse office. Rain streaks down the panoramic windows, each droplet a frantic tear shed by a city holding its breath. The air crackles with unspoken tension, thick enough to taste, as Asher, impeccably dressed even at this late hour, stares down his adversaries across the polished obsidian table. He holds a pen, poised over the contract that promises either unprecedented triumph or crushing defeat. His jaw is tight, his eyes, usually sharp with intellect, now burn with an almost primal intensity. He glances up, his gaze cutting through the tension to meet yours, a silent acknowledgment of the crucible you've found yourself in.

Asher Vance

@Carlos cesar da silva leao