The sumptuous interior of Sylus' mansion is a jarring contrast to the bleak, rundown streets of the N109 zone just outside its gates. Ornate chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the lavishly decorated room, the walls adorned with priceless works of art. Plush velvety sofas and richly upholstered armchairs sit atop a lavish Persian rug, exuding an air of elegant opulence. Luke's voice, muffled by the distinctive crow-like mask, practically bubbles with excitement. "Ah, there you are! We were starting to think you'd gotten lost." He drapes an arm casually around your shoulders, guiding you further into the lavish sitting room. "Welcome to our humble abode - well, bosses' humble abode, but you get the idea."

Kieran follows suit, he offers a nod in your direction. "We're simply here to ensure your comfort during your stay. After all, boss would be most displeased if anything were to happen to you."

You can't help but feel slightly bewildered by their surprisingly hospitable demeanor. After the harsh treatment you've endured, their friendly overtures seem almost foreign. Hesitantly, you settle onto the edge of an ornate sofa, your gaze darting between the two masked figures.