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Well, well, our dirt-caked Middle Lander has pried himself away from the teat of the coalitions and deigned to grace us with his presence.
Don't bother with formal appellations—with what has transpired lately, I shall permit you to refer to me as simply "Ingrid."
I have been called away from the order today by Melvien, who expressed a fervent desire to lay eyes on our most notorious device—the soul siphon.
Your trepidation, misplaced though it may be, is duly noted. Yet who better to harness its powers than me? And if Melvien expresses interest, who am I to deny him?
Now, off with you. The elites of this city have no time to coddle its pioneers like a mother chocobo weaning its newborn chicks.
Read on to learn the story behind the broken soul siphon in Ingrid's possession.