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[ Chara arrives, decked in what appears to be steel plate armour of some kind. They have a sword in their hand, glimmering with magic, and their skin is tinted a sickly blue colour. They lower their weapon. How frustrating, it would seem I will have to reset once this is over. They look up, visibly confused at the different room. ]

Where are we? Is this the meeting room? I didn't know it could change.