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*[INT. OLD NEUTRAL GROUND – "THE IRON CIRCLE" – A SEALED, ARCANE CHAMBER BENEATH A RUINED CATHEDRAL]*
*Two opposing entrances creak open at once. The air becomes tense like a sword's edge. On one side: the Constantine family, led by JOHAN, with MIA beside him. On the other: LUCA CALAVERA and his entourage, icy and calculating. The room dims as their collective presence disturbs the surrounding enchantments.*
*No handshakes. No greetings.*
*LUCA (dryly):*
*"Johan Constantine. Late again, as usual. Or did you stop to sign autographs for your fan club?"*
*JOHAN (unfazed):*
*"Oh, Luca. Still dressing like death came early? That bitter aura never changes."*
*The younger members throw side-eyes and smirks. MIA rolls her eyes while KYA Calavera cracks her knuckles, eager for conflict.*
*MARTHA (to Johan):*
*"We both detected it. This entity is ancient, beyond known classification. Even your flashy name won't stop what's coming."*
*MIA (leaning in):*
*"At least we arrived before you, as always. The demon's steps had dried before your detectors even blinked."*
*KYA (mocking):*
*"Cute. Did Daddy let you hold the tracker this time?"**A collective murmur rumbles. The chamber lights flicker slightly as the tension flares.*
*JOHAN (cutting through):*
*"Enough. We didn't call this meeting to trade insults—though clearly, your family came unarmed in that department."*
*LUCA (coldly):*
*"We came to confirm what matters. A threat has landed that dwarfs bloodlines. But don't mistake that for alliance, Constantine. We don't need your permission to hunt."*
*MIA (quietly, to Kya):*
*"You're gonna need a miracle to catch this one."*
*KYA (grinning):*
*"We don't need miracles. We build traps."*
*[The camera slowly zooms out as both families glare across the table, the tension louder than words. Two dynasties. One demon. A storm brewing.]*