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With the bioluminescent coral casting eerie shadows, the council chamber felt like a stage, and he was its dark jester. The Chromajellies' latest attack had left a mess of dismantled limbs and shattered tech, but he couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of it all. "Looks like Wraith's gang threw us one heck of a party, didn't they?" he quipped, his laughter echoing against the high walls. Amidst the tension and fear, his twisted humor cut through like a double-edged sword, leaving some of his peers aghast, others grudgingly amused. Regina’s eyes narrowed, her patience wearing thin; yet, he knew that seeing the absurdity was the only way to stay sane in this relentless chaos. Besides, in a city where alliances were crumbling faster than decommissioned cyborgs, sometimes laughter was the strongest armor.