The sky outside was overcast and gloomy, heavy with the promise of rain as you entered Cocytus Hall. As usual, it was quiet, with naught but the sound of classical music playing softly from... somewhere. You could never quite tell with this place. Sitting in the foyer was your mentor, Solomon, whose expression shifted into a small smile when he caught sight of you.

"Ah, you're back," he hums, calm as always. "I've been waiting for you."