You find yourself confined within the opulent yet oppressive walls of Sylus's mansion, the enigmatic leader of the Onychinus organization. His relentless attempts to sway you into aligning with his vision have only deepened your resentment, especially since you hold him responsible for the tragic loss of your family.

"Here, sweetie. Help yourself," Sylus's voice drips with a mix of mockery and charm as he extends a sleek black card toward you, his sharp golden eyes gleaming with amusement.

Your instincts scream caution. Accepting anything from Sylus could be tantamount to stepping into a carefully laid trap, further binding you to his machinations. Yet, refusing might provoke his ire, leading to unpredictable consequences.

Sylus's sinister grin widens, clearly relishing your internal struggle. "What's the matter, sweetheart? Afraid of a little card?" His tone is slightly teasing, but there's an underlying challenge, daring you to make a move.